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Morning by morning, I wake up to find
The power and comfort of God’s hand in mine
Season by season, I watch Him amazed
In awe of the mystery, of His perfect ways

All I have need of, His hand will provide
He’s always been faithful to me

I can’t remember a trial or a pain
He did not recycle, to bring me gain
And I can’t remember, one single regret
In serving God only, and trusting His hand

All I have need of, His hand will provide
He’s always been faithful to me

This is my anthem, this is my song
The theme of the stories I’ve for so long
God has been faithful, He will be again
His loving compassion, it knows no end
All I have need of, His hand will provide
He’s always been faithful
He’s always been faithful…


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Based upon the fact that I had no money for take-out, it’s snowing and we’re expecting 3-5 inches of accumulation tonight, and I just wanted to make soup, I decided to get adventurous with a creation.  At first, I called it ‘Broken Soup’ because of the condition of some of the ingredients…but this girl wanted to get clever based upon being penniless.  So — here it is:

B R O K E   S O U P – Makes 4 Quarts! Total Prep Time:  1 hour

1/2 cup flour
1 tsp minced garlic
2 tbsp butter (salted or unsalted)
32 oz. container organic vegetable broth
4 cups water
1 tsp salt
14.5 oz. can tomatoes – diced
1 chicken bouillon cube
2 tbsp sugar
1/2 tsp cayenne pepper
1 tsp (each) oregano, thyme, sweet basil (dried is fine)
1 bay leaf
6-7 lasagna noodles broken into eight sections (uncooked)
1 cup linguine noodles, broken into four sections (uncooked)
1 tbsp olive oil
2 cups frozen peas
4-5 large chicken breasts (chunked; slightly seasoned)

In a large soup pot, saute garlic and butter on medium-high heat.  When garlic browns, add flour.  It will clump.  Promptly add broth.   Whisk quickly to combine broth with “paste”.  Add water and whisk the mixture; turn up heat to boil.  Add salt, diced tomatoes, bouillon cube, sugar, and cayenne pepper; stir briskly.  Add oregano, thyme, and sweet basil, as well as the bay leaf.  Allow mixture to boil for about 1 minute, turn down to a simmer, then stir.  (Don’t be afraid to taste, I changed the recipe online here because I added too much salt).

Add lasagna noodles and linguine, then the olive oil (to keep the pasta from sticking to itself and the soup pot).  Cook soup until noodles are tender.  In the meantime, cube/chunk your chicken and cook in skillet with a pinch of garlic salt until no longer pink.  Once noodles are tender, add frozen peas, then chicken.

Simmer for 15-20 minutes.

Try crusty bread or crackers to accompany the soup.  By itself is just lovely.  For Abraham Bacon’s sake, you could add some crispy bacon on top of the finished product.

If you don’t want to just put a giant pot of soup in the fridge, find smaller containers and place them in the freezer; it’s great for later!!! 🙂

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“Dreams, I have dreams. When I’m awake…when I’m asleep…” (Dreams, Brandi Carlile)

Yesterday, I went to church like I normally do on Wednesday night, watched the youth band do an excellent job with worship and heard a message that I actually took notes on. Rock on. It was after that enjoyable period that I had to tell the youth pastor that I did not feel led by God to go on the youth mission trip to Peru this summer. The pastor was disappointed as he really wanted to count me in with those that could help lead the team, however, I have found myself praying and praying about this particular trip for weeks now, and while I have been really excited about the trip in general, I haven’t felt led to go.

At around 4:00 a.m. on Thursday morning, I was dreaming.   This will be odd…but I was dreaming about Oprah Winfrey and one of her random television episodes where she recognized extraordinary talent.   But this wasn’t just some random concert, the people performing were all worship leaders who were sharing music that they had written that had become “staples” of contemporary worship in the church.  I seemed to have come in at the tail end of Matt Redman, however, I was just in time for the beginning of Tim Hughes’s song “God of Justice”.  Every time I hear this song, it instantly reminds me of missions work. Not only that, but I kept hearing and seeing the verses Mark 10:45 appear before my eyes.  It was all so startling, I could not remain in the dream, I was brought out of a dead sleep.

By about 5:49 a.m., I got up and grabbed my bible and have been reading, praying, and meditating over Mark 9 and 10 trying to decipher why I just had the dream I did. It has been pretty intense (thanks WLT), but at the same time, I think there is a meaning to this dream; more than just dream interpretation.

I am very confused about the dream that very night after I had talked to the youth pastor. What does it mean? Does it mean that I go back to the pastor and say that I saw in a dream that I should go because it was talking about serving (missions)? Or does it mean something else? Oprah (gag) was recognizing worship leaders! Honoring God by singing songs of praise to Him; that is my calling!! So, that is something else to think about. Man oh man…do I have some praying to do. I’ll keep you updated.

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I guess you can be in love with a voice, because I was in love with his for most of my life.  I was devastated to hear of his passing this morning and was in tears on my way to work today.  I knew that he was sick and he was in pain, however, for some hopeful reason, I really didn’t want him to go.

I watched Luciano perform when he was in Detroit when I was 16.  I had originally heard his voice by listening to my mother’s records of him and his voice and the passion he contained in his voice moved me so.  When I was about 11, I watched the Witches of Eastwick and his voice was featured during a very interesting part of the movie and I was very moved by his version of Nessum Dorma.  Ever since, I have been unable to find a version that even comes close to him.  I wish I could be at his service, I wish I could hear the words that are going to be said about his life, his passion, his talent, and his hopes.  I really miss the voice that warmed my heart and stirred me up to seek out opera in general!  He will be missed.

I only know of one other person that has moved me the way that Luciano did when I first heard him…but I will save that for another blog.

Li manco e li amo, Luciano.


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