Bacon-Wrapped Chicken

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How mouth-watering does this look!? I got the idea from a recipe on Pinterest and tweaked it to make it my own. The original directions said to “puree the bacon and make a paste out of it” but that just seemed un-American. Why mess with perfection?

So, you want in on this? Well strap on your best flag-themed apron, turn on your patriotic playlist, and grab your lighter cuz we’re about to do some good, old-fashioned American grilling. Here’s what you are going to need:

1. Boneless, skinless chicken breasts
2. Mrs. Wright’s bacon (there is no other kind)
3. Sweet Baby Ray’s BBQ sauce
4. One of these hammer-thingies

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Ready? Ok, here we go.

1. Take those slimy chicken breasts out of the package, throw them on your cutting board, and beat them (more like a Gibb’s slap to the head than an arch – nemesis butt whooping).
2. Grab a fork and jab some holes in the breast so the glorious bacon juice can seep into the chicken breast.
3. Reverently drape a piece of bacon around each chicken breast.
4. Slap those bad boys on the grill.
5. When each side has slightly browned brush some of that aptly named Sweet Baby Ray’s on each side.

(If you let your grill get hot this should only take about twenty minutes to cook.)

6. Admire your awesome work while the meat rests for a moment.
7. Take a picture and post to fb for all the world to drool over while you enjoy your ever-so-American dinner.

The End.

Love,
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Selfish, Weak, Unfaithful, Immoral, & Just As Forgiven As You Are, My Friend

Some poignant thoughts about church today.

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funny-church-signs-5I’m having a little spiritual battle in my mind these days about churches. My daughter, Rebekkah, has joined a non-denominational church.

Yikes.

I know all the stuff people are always saying about church…”don’t forsake the gathering”, yada, yada. I agree in theory. In reality, I have had some real issues with churches in my own life, and even after 30 years, I still find myself uneasy about stepping into any of them. So, when my daughter comes home and tells me that a woman has implied that my daughter was not saved because once upon a time she smoked pot, all that anger at the presumptiousness of self-righteous twits comes rushing back to the surface.

It is exchanges like the one Rebekkah had her SECOND week at this church that make me not want to attend any. Why do people think they have a handle on other people’s salvation? You…

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Why I choose Joy

This morning I did my first, bi-weekly devotional at the local Senior Citizen Center.  I was extremely nervous, not only because I am a bit of an introvert but also because I felt inadequate to speak to such a group of people.  I was, after all, taught to respect and honor the elderly.  I was taught that they have wisdom that we should cherish and are often the ones I’ll seek out when I have a problem. Therefore, trying to choose a topic that would be relevant for them yet that I felt “qualified” to speak about was quite daunting.

I prayed about this for weeks and (literally) at the last moment God used my humblest quality to open a doorway.  My ability to find joy in sometimes the bleakest of circumstances.  Now, mind you, I am not perfect at that this.  There are times when I get overwhelmed with the sheer 2%ness of my life, but overall I do my best to look for the humor in situations.  I have this saying that, “life is about the choices you make and the perspectives you take”.  I realized a while back that while there are many things that we cannot control in life, we can control how we respond to life’s situations.

We may not understand why God allows the tragedies of life to occur, but we can choose to have faith in our God and in His plan.  Sometimes I empathize with Mother Theresa when she said, “I know God won’t give me anything I can’t handle.  I just wish he didn’t trust me so much.”

James 1:2-3 tells us to, “Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance.”  In other words, whether we see it or not there is a point to everything and our trials will better prepare us for the future.

When we are in those trials, and it seems as if the struggles will never end, remember Psalms 30:5b, “[…weeping may remain for a night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.” and Proverbs 17:22, “A joyful heart is good medicine, but a broken spirit dries up the bones.”

We may not be able to change the path we are on, but we can choose how we face it.

Love,

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