Happy Monday, friends! I hope you had a nice weekend. Ours included a trip to the farmer’s market…and we did something I have never done before. We bought a full bag of corn and brought it home for the freezer. Really nothing for many of you but for this city girl, this was a first. I honestly had no idea it was so easy but earlier this week, I saw someone on YouTube freezing their ears of corn and, well, I was inspired. Thank you, YouTube:) I may not have a garden but I am excited about the idea of eating fresh vegetables (corn, at least) this winter! What else is super easy to freeze for the winter??
I also made some raspberry scones this weekend. And sliced my finger open. Not in a horrible need of stitches kind of way but, still, it hurt. The recipe called for grated butter. I’ve not done that before but, okay. However, I do not have a grater. It broke awhile back and I’ve just never thought to replace it. So, I had the (somewhat) brilliant idea to use my food chopper. It was, indeed, working brilliantly. Until I got too close the end of the butter and ran both the stick of butter and my finger across the blades. That was NOT brilliant. Nevertheless, I have survived….and learned a valuable lesson. Don’t use recipes that call for grated butter:)
I also learned a lesson – or was reminded of one – as I was preparing for my class last weekend. Our lesson was on the feeding of the 5,000. The crowd that had gathered to listen to Jesus teach was large, and they had been there almost all day. It was beginning to get late, perhaps even getting dark. The disciples were concerned. Worried. Perhaps even irritated. Why hadn’t Jesus sent the people on their way? These disciples – who spent days with Jesus, had witnessed firsthand His miracles and had even just returned from accomplishing great things themselves through His power – saw only the obstacles. The problems and even irritants. What if they had allowed those “irritations” to grow and had given up? What if they had sent the entire crowd packing or perhaps, simply gone home themselves? Obviously, they would have both missed the miracle as well as the opportunity to have a part in the amazing feeding of such a crowd!
I’m not sure if it is my age, my season of life or exactly what it might be….but I often find myself focused on the problems. The things that are not overly large by themselves but that can cause me to become (far too easily) irritated. Can cause me to quit or to not even begin a task or seize a new opportunity at all. I wonder, like the disciples, what I might have missed out on? Have I missed something amazing…even miraculous? I was reminded to keep my focus on Him and not on the problems, the hinderances or even the naysayers. I’m so grateful to serve a God who is still doing great things!!
I hope you have a great week ahead. Stop by again….later this week, it is (already!) time for the monthly Share Four Somethings!