God has the best plan for my life. This doesn't mean his plan is the easiest. It doesn't mean the most comfortable or convenient. It definitely doesn't mean the most rational or easy to explain. In fact, it may be painful. It may be difficult and seemingly irrational. But it is the life that most glorifies the Lord, in which he makes me the most like him. It is also the life through which he can create in me the most love, joy, and peace.
Jesus did not live a comfortable life. In fact, he willingly gave up all comfort, literally sacrificing his own body to be brutally destroyed.
Of course I hope God has nothing like that in store for my life, but the truth is the sufferings of this life are short and light in the context of eternity. And he provides enough strength for whatever he sends.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Diet and Brain Function
Really interesting video on how diet, especially sugar and food additive intake, affects brain function and behavior.
http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/russell-blaylock-nutrition-and-behavior-aspartame/
http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/russell-blaylock-nutrition-and-behavior-aspartame/
Friday, March 5, 2010
Dinners.
Thursday night:
Pork chops cooked on the grill pan, bok choy stir fried in butter, and roast sweet potato slices (these are the beessst) with homemade bacon bits.
Wednesday night:
Cornish hens baked in the oven, broiled kale (so it gets crispy, yum), and some sort of pumpkin squash I did in the microwave.
Pork chops cooked on the grill pan, bok choy stir fried in butter, and roast sweet potato slices (these are the beessst) with homemade bacon bits.
Wednesday night:
Cornish hens baked in the oven, broiled kale (so it gets crispy, yum), and some sort of pumpkin squash I did in the microwave.
Jesus is weird.
Jesus is weird. Daily Audio Bible (www.dailyaudiobible.com) today somewhere around the end of Mark... just picture this in your head...
Jesus tells a couple disciples to go into town, where they'll find a donkey, and untie it and bring it to him. If anyone asks whhhyyy they are taking this donkey that's not theres, he tells them to say, "The Lord needs it. He'll bring it back." They do it, and people ask, and they tell them that. And they are bewildered, or something, and let them go.
Then Jesus rides it into Jerusalem, and people welcome him like he's a parade. He does some sightseeing at the temple, then turns in for the night. The next day when he gets up he's hungry and sees a fig tree. But when he gets to it, it has no figs and he says "Let no one eat from you again." Later, the disciples come back and the tree had shriveled up and died. Then Jesus goes back to the temple and sees money exchangers and merchants set up in there like they usually are, selling animals for people to sacrifice, making some money off the congregation and whatnot. And Jesus proceeds to flip over everybody's table and not let any more merchants in, saying "this is a house of prayer not a den for robbers!" And as you can imagine, "the whole crowd was amazed at his teaching." (from Mark 11)
I also find it amusing, in the paragraph right before that, a blind man is calling and yelling for Jesus through a crowd. Jesus calls him over and asks-- this is the good part-- "What do you want?" duh... the guy answers "Rabbi, I want to see!!" and Jesus heals him. Why did Jesus ask him that? Don't you think he already knew, that everyone in the crowd already knew? And why, for this guy, did Jesus just say "Your faith has healed you," and he was healed, but for other blind people, Jesus put spit or mud or his hands on their eyes and then they were healed? Its bizarre.
Jesus tells a couple disciples to go into town, where they'll find a donkey, and untie it and bring it to him. If anyone asks whhhyyy they are taking this donkey that's not theres, he tells them to say, "The Lord needs it. He'll bring it back." They do it, and people ask, and they tell them that. And they are bewildered, or something, and let them go.
Then Jesus rides it into Jerusalem, and people welcome him like he's a parade. He does some sightseeing at the temple, then turns in for the night. The next day when he gets up he's hungry and sees a fig tree. But when he gets to it, it has no figs and he says "Let no one eat from you again." Later, the disciples come back and the tree had shriveled up and died. Then Jesus goes back to the temple and sees money exchangers and merchants set up in there like they usually are, selling animals for people to sacrifice, making some money off the congregation and whatnot. And Jesus proceeds to flip over everybody's table and not let any more merchants in, saying "this is a house of prayer not a den for robbers!" And as you can imagine, "the whole crowd was amazed at his teaching." (from Mark 11)
I also find it amusing, in the paragraph right before that, a blind man is calling and yelling for Jesus through a crowd. Jesus calls him over and asks-- this is the good part-- "What do you want?" duh... the guy answers "Rabbi, I want to see!!" and Jesus heals him. Why did Jesus ask him that? Don't you think he already knew, that everyone in the crowd already knew? And why, for this guy, did Jesus just say "Your faith has healed you," and he was healed, but for other blind people, Jesus put spit or mud or his hands on their eyes and then they were healed? Its bizarre.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
"Blind" photos with broken camera screen
Big Buddha through the trees
Asian mountains just look cooler, don't they?
Emma and me
Pretty good for a broken camera screen. The mountain is also by the sea.
I'm not cavewoman enough to try these... some sort of maggots they eat out of a cup with a toothpick...
I have not a clue.
Kimchi Lettuce Wraps
Trying a Korean spin on Paleo tonight:
Stir-frying some beef strips with mushrooms, yellow pepper, green onions, and kimchi in sesame oil. I may add some bacon crumbles to the mix for texture... and wrapping in lettuce leaves. A side of roast laver (Korean "kim").
Stir-frying some beef strips with mushrooms, yellow pepper, green onions, and kimchi in sesame oil. I may add some bacon crumbles to the mix for texture... and wrapping in lettuce leaves. A side of roast laver (Korean "kim").
Mt. Sorak (Soraksan)
A friend, Emma, and I went away for the weekend to Korea's largest mountain (I think... at least the most popular) to do some hiking, painting, and just get away from our husbands and city life. Hiking in Korea is a bit different than in the States, mainly because you shard every trail with swarms of close (or not so close) friends. Once you get a few miles in its not so bad, but still I don't know that there was ever a time when we couldn't see another person somewhere around us. But on the plus side, we got to see some beautiful pavilions and a really big Buddha.
The crazy thing was, after a sunny Sunday probably in the 40s, we woke up Monday morning to a foot of snow!! We were fortunate to get a bus back to Seoul, as they were booking up fast, but I thought that I might die that day in a full bus rambling across snow covered mountain highways. I have lived in Seoul long enough that I do not have full faith in the ability of Korean bus drivers... but to my great relief (and that of my future children) this one did his job well. More than once we stopped, and all I could see out the window was white, headlights and flashers of cars facing both directions in no visible lanes, and a terrifyingly steep cliff on the other side of a flimsy aluminum rail just outside the window. But we live to die another day...
The crazy thing was, after a sunny Sunday probably in the 40s, we woke up Monday morning to a foot of snow!! We were fortunate to get a bus back to Seoul, as they were booking up fast, but I thought that I might die that day in a full bus rambling across snow covered mountain highways. I have lived in Seoul long enough that I do not have full faith in the ability of Korean bus drivers... but to my great relief (and that of my future children) this one did his job well. More than once we stopped, and all I could see out the window was white, headlights and flashers of cars facing both directions in no visible lanes, and a terrifyingly steep cliff on the other side of a flimsy aluminum rail just outside the window. But we live to die another day...
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