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Living Life After the Miracle and Muddy’s Kitchen Sink Cookies

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“The angel of the LORD encamps around those who fear Him, and he delivers them. Taste and see that the LORD is good; blessed is the man who takes refuge in Him!” ~ Psalm 34:7-8 (Note: Cooking isn’t just cooking at the Blue Cotton House. There’s always a story, a Mom Lecture Nugget, a little nourishment for the soul with words or without. As my first … Continue reading →

Muddy’s Hot Brown Casserole: Tweaking Preconceived Notions

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“All change comes from deepening your understanding of the salvation of Christ and living out the changes that understanding creates in your heart.” ~ Tim Keller . . . Because Cooking can be so much more than just cooking. . . . I adore the Louisville Hot Brown Sandwich. For a long time, I rarely ever made it. Not because … Continue reading →

The Blessing of the Everyday Ordinary: Chicken, Pancetta, Lemon and Garlic Pasta

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“‘Is all well with you? Is all well with your husband? Is all well with the child?’And she answered, ‘All is well’” ~ 2 Kings 4:26. 72 days into 2019 – 7 days of doctor visits, pre-surgery testing, 2 surgeries, 3 hospital stays totalling 14 days. There has not been much Everyday Ordinary. . . . , but there have … Continue reading →

Cultural Evolution of Recipe Sharing and Chili Recipe

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Let me set the table here – the historic table – about recipes and reputation. Growing up in my grandmother’s house, I had the luxury of learning all sorts of recipes – daily recipes, bridge day recipes, celebration recipes and feast recipes. It was long after I married that I came to recognize that a recipe wasn’t just a recipe … Continue reading →

when blessing is invited to the table

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The old man, he sat on the front porch in the heat of the day, turning his head right, squinting his eyes in the high noon sun westward down the long dusty road. A hot day in the south can be awfully unforgiving. After he had assured himself no one was coming down the road, he turned his head left, … Continue reading →

Which Sheep are Mine to Feed?

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Chocolate Chip cookies, Muddy Cakes, Hamburgers and Hotdogs, chili, chicken soup and beef stews, bacon twists and grilled cheese – and tomatoes and lettuces: Kale, Spinach and Chard, even chocolate mint leaves! Turkey, stuffing, oyster dressing, mashed potatoes with sour cream, cream cheese, parmesan cheese, butter and garlic, homemade salad dressings – Feast Day and Everyday kind of food – … Continue reading →

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Jesus tells them, “You’re holding on to me for Jesus tells them,
“You’re holding on to me for dear life!
Don’t be frightened like that.
Go tell my brothers that they are to go to Galilee,
and that I’ll meet them there” (Matthew 28:10).

What did they do with that Resurrection Joy? That Resurrection Hope? Did they walk home, walk back into their everyday ordinary Mondays and Tuesdays? Doing things the same old same old?

“Meet me in Galilee,” Jesus said – and I cannot get it out of my head.

The Impossible just became Possible – there are things to be done, lost to be found, souls to be saved. . . Meet me in Galilee. . .

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Are you guys feeling a little deflated today? Not Are you guys feeling a little deflated today? Not so much a sugar crash from yesterday's Easter celebration but more like, what happened to our Celebration-of-our-Savior's Resurrection Hallelujah High? Maybe because we're forgetting what happened right after - maybe we're not walking into Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday with the words, "Meet me in Galilee!" ringing in our heads. Those are powerful words, too - those are call to ministry words, friends - right in your very own Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday! There are still lost to be saved, people to be redeemed! If we are the Easter People, we need to meet Jesus in Galilee!
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“We are the Easter people and hallelujah is our “We are the Easter people and hallelujah is our song." - Pope John Paul II
Saturday Morning Flowers in anticipation of Resurr Saturday Morning Flowers in anticipation of Resurrection Sunday! #easter #3sistersfarmtn #cookevilleliving #buylocal
Maybe you didn’t know this, but. . . We have a g Maybe you didn’t know this, but. . . We have a gardener - a very dapper gardener who wears a pink flower. Our gardener is very serious about what is beneath the top of the dirt, so we know the root of any problem is being attended with an eye as close to any problems as possible! Some people accuse our gardener of running some kind of underground speakeasy serving something like mole sliders on the side. We know better! I saw her tangling with a vine while working in the garden today! She’s very good at clearing the weeds! She left all the perennial flowers untouched! To be the best at something, sometimes you just need to see it from all sides. We have the best gardener around! #goldenretriever #sadiesourgardener
I cannot begin to scratch the surface of the pain I cannot begin to scratch the surface of the pain Jesus felt and endured between leaving the garden and his his last breath on the cross. His burden? I cannot comprehend one pound of it. Yet, I can understand the despair his mother, of seeing her son hurt, suffering while she is powerless to stop it, to save him. I can imagine her confusion remembering God’s words and not understanding the child of those words bloodied up and being hung on a cross. I can understand the desolation of not knowing resurrection is coming after crucifixion. My mother’s heart understands wanting to save, wanting to redeem. They didn’t know. . . they only knew grave loss. . . 

We live KNOWING that Jesus rose from that tomb on that Sunday around 2,000 years ago. We know!

. . . .Knowing can be a dangerous thing, though. Let us not take what we know for granted because we still do not truly know or understand what he bore on that cross for us. . . it was bigger, harder, uglier, deadlier than any of us will ever be able to comprehend - so much so - it took the Son of God to come take care of it for us. Today, let us remember, really remember!
It’s a beautiful thing - hospitality! It fills a It’s a beautiful thing - hospitality! It fills a house with both serious, joyful and potentially holy murmurings. It makes room for more. There is always enough - and maybe even a game of chess. A welcomed heart always leaves with a smile! You have a beautiful brand of hospitality Katrina and Ben!
Thank you Katrina and Ben for tonight’s Seder Su Thank you Katrina and Ben for tonight’s Seder Supper! So much blessing in your sweet hospitality!
Because of Malachi 4: 5-6, one of five cups of win Because of Malachi 4: 5-6, one of five cups of wine at the seder table was in hopeful expectation Elijah would arrive to herald the coming Messiah. That night, over 2,000 years ago, the Messiah completed the Passover of the Old Covenant and spoke of the New Covenant that would take it’s place the next day:

On that night, “While they were eating, Jesus took bread, and when he had given thanks, he broke it and gave it to his disciples, saying, ‘Take and eat; this is my body.’

Then he took a cup, and when he had given thanks, he gave it to them, saying, ‘Drink from it, all of you. This is my blood of the covenant, which is poured out for many for the forgiveness of sins.  I tell you, I will not drink from this fruit of the vine from now on until that day when I drink it new with you in my Father’s kingdom.’” ~ Matthew 26: 26-29

I cannot imagine what my savior endured between those words and ensuring that new covenant became true for you and me by giving his life on the cross for us - but every day I understand more and more how undeserving and more and more overwhelmed with thankfulness, with a deeper love for the one who loved me with that big a love.
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