It’s a family tradition, and Sam pulled it off without a hitch. It’s a variation of taco salad. We call it Make-Your-Owns because each person decides what he or she wants to eat.
- crushed tortilla chips
- browned hamburger,
- refried beans,
- shredded cheddar cheese
- sour cream
It’s Ben’s turn to cook and he’s not feeling well this evening. All of us pitched in a little. My Uncle Joe used to say, “Thirty minutes after you’ve eatin it really doesn’t matter what you ate. Whatever it was, you’re full.”
Okay. So the sloppy joes weren’t as bad as all that. I should probably be thankful that nobody has thought to get overly creative yet.
“Please stand as you are able for the reading of the gospel.”
We stood, and my son, Ben, put his hand over mine as we listened to two stories about healing from Mark 5:21-43. I didn’t notice or think anything about it at first. But then it struck me: How many fourteen-year-old boys hold their father’s hand?
Ben isn’t a particularly touchy-feely individual. Yet his action came naturally and voluntary. It was without pretense or manipulation. That Ben would feel free to express himself in such a way made me feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude. I thought of my relationship with my father. I had great respect for him. However, at fourteen it would have never occurred to me to touch him.
I’ve never been a big fan of poetry, probably because I’ve never been good at writing it. Hopefully, the picture I recreated of the moment (with Ben’s cooperation) will be the semblance of a poem.
Ruth serves up Grandmommy’s Tuna Noodle Casserole. And she does a fantastic job.
1/2 16 oz pkg egg noodles (uncooked)
2 12 oz cans tuna
1 can cream mushroom soup
1 can green peas
1/4 cup milk
1/2 sleave saltine crackers, crumbled
Cook noodles according to directions. Drain tuna. Mix all ingredients except crackers and transfer to greased cassarol dish. Dot with butter. Cover with crumbled crackers. Bake at 350° until hot, about 30 minutes.
You can watch the original song sung by Stewie Griffin here.
Before enjoying a fantastic meal of breaded chicken, all-day cooked green beans, fried apples, stuffed yellow crooked-neck squash, homemade biscuits, and homemade frozen peach yogurt made with activia (yummy, but what the heck?), the kids gave me a booklet called, Glimpses of Grace. It contained a photograph of each of them with an accompanying description of the meaning of grace, written in their own words.
Grace is undeserved, yet it is ours.
We cannot earn it, but through love it is ours.
Through the trouble, through the rain,
We can still receive again.
The grace God gives, the love that lives,
and it is yours.
Grace is like a huge spoiler
But it’s one of those good spoilers
Like it gives away so little that you want to see more
Grace is God’s way of transporting a piece of heaven down to Earth
Like a piece of cake
You have a piece but you know you can’t get more than one
Because everyone wants and gets grace freely
So when you’re feeling down or its Father’s Day and you want a better present than what I’m writing…
…Have a piece of grace
If I could give you a puzzle, how would you solve it? The easy way or the hard way? We don’t really think about that. We just solve it. I suppose that you want me to write something deep about grace. Well, John Wesley talked about grace. Talked about it, read about it, and prayed about it. He didn’t realize it, but grace comes free. When you accept God in your life, which you did!
“Icanhasgrace?” Yes, Everyone can!
HAPPY FATHER’S DAY!
Thank you for a fantastic Father’s Day!
Served up this week in Meals Kids Can Make: Sam’s in charge of mac and chili. Simple, delicious, and gone! So what if it was the hottest day so far this summer? It was great!
Sorry for the lack of pictures. We ate late because Sam pulled this off after piano lessons so I just sorta wolfed down the yummy goodness without thinking about the blog.
Sam decided on the menu, went to the store to purchase ingredients, and prepared the meal. I never went downstairs. As far as I know, at 17, this is the first time he’s cooked on the stove.
The recipe is simple. He followed the directions on the back of a McCormick chili seasoning packet and made Kraft Mac and Cheese out of the box. Throw in a couple of apples on the side and he had a meal!
Miss Stella is a beautiful lady who attends Belmont UMC in Nashville. The kids and I visit her at her home once a month.