Friday, March 30, 2012

This Weekend's Musing

"Unless Jesus returns first (maranatha!), every one of us will face a storm that will kill us. And our initial response may be similar to the disciples’ in the boat: Jesus, don’t you care that I am perishing? In that moment we need to remember that he cares deeply. He who wept beside Lazarus’ tomb will weep with us — and he will raise us. And we need to remember that he knows what death is like and will be with us and help us say as he said to the Father, “Not as I will, but as you will” (Matthew 26:39)."
-"When the Angel Didn't Come" by Jon Bloom

Monday, March 19, 2012

Food, Glorious Food

"Grandma made these for me whenever I was sick.  The love that went into them was sure to cure."
-From "Grandma's Kitchen: Treasured Family Recipes" Card for Sweet Cinnamon Biscuits

Food connects us to all sorts of memories.

I was cleaning out my recipe boxes and organizing them (don't laugh...that's what happens when your daughter is on hour two of her nap and you want to do something productive, but not too daunting!) and I found these recipe cards.  We tried those cinnamon biscuits last week and they were really good.  As I was prepping them for dinner, I noticed the above quote on the recipe card and got to thinking about food and how many memories I associated with certain dishes.

-Ginger ale and airplanes...I always drink that when I fly (which hasn't been for a while now, but I traveled a lot in my childhood.)
-Crackers with the stomach flu and/or morning sickness.
-My mom's sugar cookies and Christmas.
-Trying Pastaria Easter Cookies at Hub's grandparents' house when we were dating.
-The raisin pie my mom brought to Grandad when he returned home to begin hospice care (that was the last time I saw him on this earth).
-My dad finding the almond in Grandma G.'s famous rice pudding at my wedding rehearsal dinner.
-Grandma P. feeding me pound cake, strawberries and whipped cream when I was pregnant with my daughter.  She told me, "I'll make you fat!"  It's one of my favorite memories I have of her.

All of these memories carry a certain sweetness...some bittersweet as I remember my Granddad and Hub's Grandma.  As I think about these things, I can't help but think of another place where food touches memory:

 "For I received from the Lord what I also delivered to you, that the Lord Jesus on the night when he was betrayed took bread,  and when he had given thanks, he broke it, and said, “This is my body which is for you. Do this in remembrance of me.” In the same way also he took the cup, after supper, saying, “This cup is the new covenant in my blood. Do this, as often as you drink it, in remembrance of me.” -1 Corinthians 11:23-25.

God knew what he was doing when He connected all of our senses.  He knew that such a tangible, common reminder like bread and wine would bring our hurried, distracted minds back to worship and to remembering the most important event in history: the crucifixion.  

How grateful I am today for the way God made us and for how he draws us to Him through ordinary things.   

Like food.

Friday, March 16, 2012

This Weekend's Musing

"I have hacked my life up into grace moments and curse moments.  The chopping that has cut myself off from the embracing the love of a God who "does not enjoy hurting people or causing them sorrow" (Lamentations 3:33), but labors to birth grief into greater grace.  Isn't that the crux of the gospel?  The good news that all those living in the land of the shadow of death have been birthed into new life, that the transfiguration of a suffering world has already begun."
-Ann Voskamp, One Thousand Gifts: A Dare to Live Fully Right where You Are

Friday, March 9, 2012

This Weekend's Musing

"...the trust we put in God honors Him much and draws down great graces."
-Brother Lawrence, The Practice of the Presence of God with Spiritual Maxims