Monday, July 25, 2016

Mountains and Coleslaw


Just got home about an hour ago from volunteering at the Soup Kitchen. It's pretty hot outside and it was really warm in the kitchen as I was learning how to make soup :) Pretty thankful for A/C right now :) I have to show up at 8am to do this, instead of my regular 10am check-in time.  Not that big of deal, however for someone who has somewhat of an insomnia problem it can be a challenge.  No matter, it is one I am up for.  I asked the Lord to change my heart about cooking.  I have never really liked it all that much.  We have to eat to live... and with all of my food allergies, I am cooking more and more whole foods and from scratch.  It is extremely rare for us to buy something in a box or bag and cook/bake it.  But to like doing it? Meh.

Today someone asked me if I knew how to make coleslaw dressing. It wasn't anything big... just a dressing. And I knew how...I didn't need a recipe.  I actually taught someone else how to make something.  It's simple, but as I was doing it, I realized that I was actually having fun. (WOW!) Now here is the trick ~ I was (and still am) EXHAUSTED this morning.  Usually when I am so tired I don't have fun, I kind of grumble in my heart about having to do something when I am tired and my heart is heavy.  Just being honest folks.

Could this be the Lord changing my heart? Oh how I wish I could have this joy all of the time when I am cooking!  Then of course I started to analyze and over-analyze they why's... 'Is it because I am volunteering?', 'Is it because I am not at home doing this for myself?'...and on and on.

Isaiah 43:19: "Behold, I will do a new thing, Now it shall spring forth; Shall you not know it? I will even make a road in the wilderness and rivers in the desert."

I want to feed people. I know that.  There is nothing like knowing that someone is leaving my presence with a full belly.  Nothing else may be going right in their lives, and it may even be an extremely humbling experience for them to show their want or need for a free lunch at the Soup Kitchen.  I know it is an extremely humbling experience for me to serve in any capacity. I love it though, and wouldn't trade it for the world :) When they leave the lunchroom with a smile on their face~ AMAZING! 

I want to be able to look at ingredients on hand, and make food, that will fill and stretch out for a large group of people.  :) Fish and Loaves come to mind.  The disciples told Jesus (during a day of teaching and ministering) that it was getting late and people needed to eat.  Jesus said, "You feed them."  The disciples were confused, and a bit frustrated.  There was about 5,000 men (not including women and children).  That's a lot of people! What did Jesus do?  He asked what ingredients they had on hand.  They found a kid that had 5 loaves of bread and 2 fish.  Yeah, Jesus took the ingredients, gave thanks to our Heavenly Father for them, and proceeded to feed over 5,000 people with them. !!!!!  He made it stretch... He performed a miracle! 

The Bible says that if I have faith, even as small as a mustard seed, that I can say to a mountain "move!" and it will move :)

Changing my heart might be a mountain.  Feeding a large group of people from a little something might be a mountain.  Finding joy in cooking might be a mountain.  But I have faith in God that those things can be moved.  Even if it is a little at a time.  Like making a coleslaw dressing. :)

God is good :) and He loves you and I enough to not leave us in the condition we are in :)

Peace friends :)

Wednesday, July 6, 2016

Discard the Cardboard!!

So hey,

Saturday morning I noticed that the sun was actually IS July! But in the Pacific Northwest, you just never know when its going to pop its head through the clouds and smile on you...
I went out into the garden and decided to weed these giant tree-like creatures that started to tower over my grapes. 

As I was working I was wondering what on earth I could possibly do to keep these monsters at bay.  I had already spread about 2 ft of grass mulch all over and those nasty boogers shot straight up through the unsuccessful smothering I tried so hard to monitor.  Then I saw them... the large wardrobe boxes I had folded and put by the porch out back.  "I will just cut those up and lay them on top of where I just weeded and 'smother' them that way".  Right?  It should work, no light, no growth... *sigh*


What I didn't take time to consider is that these boxes had been the rain, in the wind...blah, blah, blah and I bet you can guess what happened next... yep you guessed~BLACK MOLD!  I couldn't see it..(I know you're thinking 'Rebecca! it's black!) but honestly I just didn't see it.  

That evening we went over to our friends house to hang out and play darts...and then different monsters came...HIVES!!!!!  ALL OVER! AAAAAAAACK!  I started scratching, unawares, thinking that I had a few mosquito bites from this mornings excursion out in the weed-tree field, but alas I was wrong, I went to the restroom, came back and sadly announced I could no longer stay because the bites weren't bites, but hives and I needed to go home :( 


I decided NOT to go to the emergency room ONLY because the hives were not blocking my air passages.  I could breathe.  I was just miserable.  So I got home and immediately took 4, 25mg Benadryl and told the hubs to please check on me in 45 minutes to make sure I was still breathing because I knew the Benadryl would put me to sleep.

So he checked.  Basically for the next few days... I wasn't hive-free until Tuesday :( no happy 4th for me!  I took Benadryl, and Ibuprofen to help with the inflammation.  It worked.  Slowly.  But it worked. I tried Aloe Vera-right from the plant, baking soda, witch hazel....and they would help for a few seconds... but it was just a waiting game.

Early Sunday morning, about 2am I woke up and my tongue was swollen at least twice it's normal size, my lips were swollen... I looked like a cartoon character! I took more Benadryl (for it had been a little over 5 hours since my last dose) and then debated. 

I laid in bed asking God, "should I wake the hubs up now, and tell him it's time to go to the ER?" But I didn't want to.  I hate the hospital...and could they really do much more than I had already done? So I waited and concentrated on breathing.  And it was a snap really.  My whole head felt like it was twice it's normal size, yet I could still breathe!  So I decided to leave it in the LORD's hands and close my eye's.  Either way the result would be good.  If I woke up...GREAT!  If I didn't wake up....GREAT! I know where I'm going if I don't so if the next face I saw was the face of Jesus...fine by me!!!


It was in those quiet moments, just a few, I was with God, I was not afraid and I knew I could trust Him either way.  So I went to sleep. My symptoms had almost disappeared by morning, and by the next day it was almost like it had never happened. 

I think it's kind of a miracle that I'm telling you this story right now.  I'm thankful that during what could have been the scariest moments of my life...I could call on Jesus and talk to Him about it. I wasn't alone, and I knew it without a doubt.

Also, don't trust cardboard or any porous material if it's been left out in the weather for a while!  Those tiny stinkin' little spores of mold will get you! I had a long sleeve shirt on, gloves, jeans, and boots on...and it still got me! All you have to do is breathe it in... so now I have to throw my boots and gloves away, and wash the daylights out of my clothes. And DISCARD THE CARDBOARD!

Until next time my friends :)