As mentioned in this video, I have started my third round of the Whole30. The older kids were on board, but all abandoned ship except for one. I have pulled most of the children in the kitchen to help with preparing the meals, especially the sauces. Our family love sauce on EVERYTHING! We try to make at least three Whole30 approved sauces at the beginning of each week.
Most of our sauces use mayo as a base. You can view this video or visit this site for how to make homemade mayo. This is a great ranch dressing recipe . You can also visit this site for other creative ideas on what to add to the mayo to make your mouth sing. We made this Whole30 Ketchup. I added 4 medjool dates to the recipe along with more water to make it smoother. While it doesn’t taste like conventional ketchup, it was super easy to make and everyone enjoyed it.
Below are some simple breakfast recipes (some can also be packed in lunch boxes).
Ham and egg cups (we have done these with bacon and it is absolutely delicious).
There are parts of me that are fragile. Scarred from past hurts. I love God. I do. But sometimes I don’t look like He wants me to. He has been showing me things. About me. Ugly things that I have been carrying. Things I need to let go of to go to the next level. To be promoted. Things that I didn’t want to let go of…until now. Yes I have prayed about it before, but I still held on because I felt justified. But I recently found myself crying and confiding in God, “I don’t know how to let it go God, but I want to. I really do. It is too heavy. I don’t know how to let go of the pain, the offense, the hurt, the pride, false expectations, the jealously.” But then He whispered, ” you don’t have to let go in your own strength you just have to desire to be purged of these things, your desire for freedom invites me in to do my job….deliver.”
So I wept real hot tears. Tears of freedom. I felt the weight lifting, and I am being transformed…again. Always another level to go to but promotion always starts from the inside. It is freeing to surrender these insecurities and scars to God. No judgment, no condemnation from Him. Only pure love from my daddy. He is always gently confirming that He is worthy of my love.
So today I share my heart with you, not to glorify my weaknesses but to glorify a God who strengthens the weak. A God who understands the complexities of our past but challenges us to live beyond that because the blood of His son made it right. Made me new. I am making the choice to let go and move on.
My children excel in telling on each other. There are six of them, so there are many opportunities for disagreements throughout the course of the day. When things get a little rough, you can hear one of them shouting, “I am going to tell daddy/mommy on you.” When they feel they are losing the battle, they give up on arguing and run straight to either Tyrone or I to pour out their distress. When they tell on each other, they hold nothing back. Raw emotions are spilled out and no stone is left unturned. They are not worried about composure; how it looks or sounds. If the offense is great, there are even real hot crocodile tears.
If only we could take a page out of their book. Instead of fighting and trying to prove our point, defend ourselves, fight our own battles we should run and tell our heavenly father all about it in prayer. Tyrone and I may be annoyed at all the telling and rarely do we invite them to tell us all the Nitti gritty but not so with our heavenly father. He lovingly invites us to come. Tell Him all, hold nothing back in prayer. Cast It. Throw it. Give Him all of our worries to Him. Why? He cares for us. Lovingly and perfectly. He cares for me. He cares for you. Don’t worry about trying to find the words, just pour it all out to your daddy. Don’t try to hold back the tears, let them flow. Your tears and raw emotions are safe with Him. You can be vulnerable.
After the kids get through telling, we often ask them what their part in the offense was. Be prepared to hear and RECEIVE God’s response after you are done telling. God is masterful at showing us ourselves, things that we didn’t and would prefer not to see. He doesn’t show us to make us feel hopeless but rather that we will be transformed to be like Him. I often go telling on someone in prayer only for God to show me how I am also a guilty party in the matter. He shows me my need to repent, my need to see His perspective. Telling is as much about God correcting my offender as it is about God lovingly correcting me. So when you go telling, be humble enough to receive the response. Yes He comforts, but because we are His children, He also corrects.
So the next time that husband, that coworker, that child, that friend now turn enemy pushes don’t push back in your flesh, only complicating the matter. Run and go tell your daddy on them in prayer.
My heart is troubled, my spirit is vexed and I cant hold my peace. Where are the people of God? Not those just naming the name of Christ while choosing to sin… abusing grace. I mean the real bonafied saints who long to see the kingdom of God come on this earth. The saints who recognize that holiness is NEVER an option, it is a command. The ones who embrace being peculiar and recognize they can’t take part in any and everything because they have been called out…they are royalty. The saints who pray and demons flee becaue there is an undeniable connection to God.
Sin is rampant and the church is scared to to talk about it. Some who are claiming to be followers of Christ are taking part in the same sins God speaks against in His word. And if we are not actively doing it, we plant ourselves right in front of the TV watching shows that glorify some of the very sins God detest. The very ones that will keep us out of heaven. Whose standards are we trying to live up to? Who sets the bar, when were we given permision to change God’s word and His standards… how arrogrant. I am certain it pains the heart of God. We are caught up in unfruitful conversations instead of assuming a posture of repentance and prayer and demonstrating the power of God.
We should not name the name of Christ if we are not willing to
Embrace His identity… imitating Him.
Embrace his holiness.
Embrace being in this world but not of it.
Embrace a surrender that leaves you with no other option but picking up your cross and following
him… never looking back.
Embrace being persecuted and not be afraid of loosing relationships because you refuse to deny Christ with your words and ACTIONS.
Embrace truth and call sin S.I.N. and ditch every attempt to be politically correct in an effort to be LIKED on facebook and beyond.
Embrace ministering to the sinner with grace and love, not afraid to speak the truth because you live in a constant awareness that hell is real.
I used to be a SINNER and by God’s grace I am now saved. I am now a saint of the most high God, and I am called to live up to His standards. He didnt save me for me to keep on with the same mess I used to be in, flirting with sin. I have to choose EVERYDAY to embrace my new identity in Christ and walk according to the spirit and not the flesh. This is not true for only me but for every saint…we were saved to be a light. So come on church, let us stand up and stand out by HIS grace and do so without apology.