”People, in general, would rather die than forgive. It’s thathard. If God said in plain language, ’I’m giving you a choice, forgive or die,’ a lot of people would go ahead and order their coffin.”
Tuesday I transplanted some peppers and greens and intended to transplant my tomato plant and plant some seeds in the same bed. It has rained ever 8 hours since then. If I were to disturb the soil now the bed would lapse to mud. I haven’t even attempted to grocery shop. I can see the back of the freezer section of my refrigerator.
I found another national league baseball fan on my floor. He is a rabid St Louis Cardinals fan. He has added MLB to his Direct TV setup and invited me over to watch the game between the Brewers and the Cardinals. Happily the Cardinals won.
Last month Clarewood House had a book sale. Since I am severely addicted to reading I bought a bunch. One of the paper backs was “Secret Life of Bees”. I assumed it was a book about bees. Wrong. It is a book with a young southern girl and her life and liberation from a harsh childhood. I very highly recommend the book. I have now read my copy 3 times. Every chapter made me think. I really like this chic book.
Sometimes I feel very optimist about my growing cooking skills. Tonight I had fried catfish, oven roasted mini Yukon Gods, sweet corn kernels, and homemade sauerkraut. The fish was great but only after a total fail in my first attempt to fry catfish filets. The sauerkraut was so bad and such a hassle that I will just buy the commercial product in future. During my first attempt of the evening to fry fish I depended on my eyes to judge the state of the fish. I made two batches, one was still cold in the center and the other was burnt. I suppose a fancy restaurant would have called it “blackened catfish”. I used a thermometer inserted into the fish to track progress of cooking. I used “corn flour” to bread the fish. I was talking with a resident about cooking and told him I was trying to get really fine corn meal for coating fish. I told him how I was processing regular corn meal in my blender. Another resident overheard and told me that I could buy corn flour at HEB. It makes a very good coating for fried fish.
Rascal is now hunkered down on my desk and trying to touch me. There is a tremendous thunderstorm passing through. So I am going to gather him and leap into bed and cover our heads. Good night all!
Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
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