In the meantime

These are some of the yummiest and most addicting cookies I’ve ever had.  My aunt often had a fresh batch in a cookie jar filled with pretty cellophane paper sitting on the kitchen counter when we’d come to visit.  Boy was it hard to not to eat them all up as soon at we got to her house!  These cookies are super simple…and really not a special recipe at all because you can almost always find the recipe on the back of a Funfetti Cake Mix box or a  Funfetti Frosting can!  And yet as available as the recipe is, I’ve never eaten them anywhere than at my aunt’s house, which makes me wonder if anyone ever reads the sides of boxes!  Anyway, here it is: 1 Funfetti Cake Mix 1/3 C. Oil 2 Egg Mix together and form into 1 to 1 1/2 inch balls.  Place on ungreased cookie sheet and flatten. Bake at 375 degrees for 6-8 minutes. Remove from pan and cool for a few minutes. While cookies are s...

I haven't really spent too much time on the Pioneer Woman website until recently.  I found several recipes that sounded good and clipped them to my Evernote  (which is super handy, by the way! It’s free too! ) So when we got invited to a “let’s- watch-the-college-football-national-championship-game” get-together, I thought these No Bake Peanut Butter Bars  would be the perfect goodie to take!  (Never mind that I had never made them before! How can you go wrong with peanut butter and chocolate?) These bars had several things going for them: 1. They were no bake—hence, a quick and easy dessert to whip up after work and before the game. 2.  They had peanut butter…and chocolate chips…and more chocolate chips. What's not to love?? 3. They kinda (ish) had the Reese’s Cup look—with a layer of peanut butter and a layer of chocolate. So, while I was somewhat skeptical of them, they actually weren't too bad.   Some of the guys...

A year ago this time we had just found out we were expecting, and twins at that. “Wait! Us? Parents?! Can this be happening??”   The dust from the excitement hardly had time to settle before we found out that something had gone wrong and we had miscarried. That was a year ago. In one sense it feels like it happened so incredibly long ago…almost as if it was only a bad dream.  In another sense, my life has been forever changed by those two little ones that God appointed to live for only a few short weeks.  Sometimes I cannot help but think of what would have been…that they would be close to 4 months old already. What would life be like with two boys, or two girls, or a boy and a girl in our family?  What would we have named them? How would life look like if we were a family of four right now?  And I probably would hardly remember what it feels like to have a normal night of sleep. But thinking of “what could have been's” is utterly futi...

We sang this song in church this past Sunday, and while we've sung it before, I had never really noticed its message...until now.   How often have I not felt in utter despair and in search of a place to run or the metaphorical shelter from the storms of life?  How often have I not forgotten that the very Refuge I seek is with me every minute of every day?  How often have I not searched for other sources of comfort and strength?   I love how God uses music to remind us of Himself.