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September 3, 2026

Too Hot to Cook Eat This

Well, friends…Mother Nature has apparently decided we need to be reminded that summer is still here. It is HOT. Really hot. The kind of hot where wa

September 3, 2026

Savory Chicken Salad

This one is a staple in my kitchen. Rotisserie chicken, a creamy dressing, and just enough crunch from the celery and onion make it endlessly versatil

August 27, 2026

Apparently, There’s a Day for That

Have you ever noticed how there seems to be a “National Day” for just about everything? National Donut Day. National Gardening Day. National Lefto

August 20, 2026

The Scoop on Coffee

For my coffee lovers, here are some interesting tidbits. Light roast coffee tends to be slightly higher in caffeine content than dark roast when measu

August 13, 2026

A Kitchen Lesson from Julia Child

In honor of Julia Child’s birthday, I want to share one of her most repeated kitchen philosophies, because it is one I highly endorse. Do not ap

August 5, 2026

Part One: Fun Facts About Julia Child

August 15 marks the birthday of one of my favorite kitchen icons, Julia Child. If you have never seen an old episode of The French Chef, do yourself a

July 30, 2026

My Kitchen Counter Has a Problem

If your garden is anything like mine, the tomatoes are coming in fast right now. And if you’re growing zucchini too, you know it has a way of sh

July 21, 2026

Sweet Corn Season is Here in Indiana

If you drive anywhere in Indiana right now, you know the scene. Fresh corn, roadside stands, and that first bite of butter-dripping corn on the cob th

July 15, 2026

Better, Not Perfect

I have a confession. This week I was completely overwhelmed, by my own house. I had been traveling and busy with life, and when I looked around all I

July 8, 2026

Theo of Golden

“Theo of Golden” is a beautifully written novel that I highly recommend. In the summer months, I often splurge and read something other th

When the rain won’t stop…

It is the kind of autumn day where it seems as though the sun will never shine again.  Dark, damp, rain…all day.  Isn’t life like this too sometimes?  Too often?  We begin to think everything will be fine.  We’ll find not just any job, but the Best Job, with great pay, and all those bills that have piled up will magically be gone.  The children will behave, all at the same time, and not one will have a cough or runny nose.  Our dog won’t run off the minute the front door is opened because there is a squirrel going up the tree in the front yard.  Oh, and the sadness over our sick loved one will subside since there really is a cure for the disease, or the memory will certainly return…if only the rain would stop.

But it doesn’t stop.  One day seems to just flow into the next like a giant wave, with no distinction, no break, no sun.  Circumstances beyond our control.  Tough to face and impossible to change, to fix, to heal.  We do, however, have the ability to choose hope.  We can decide to be thankful for the little glimmers of sun that are cast into the day. 

Glimmers…it is still a job, and although it may not be the Best Job, it will suffice while a plan is made to find the Best Job.  In the meantime, to choose to be the very best in the current circumstance, while seeking out others who may know just the right person to contact.

Glimmers…the children are generally healthy and happy and quite silly and loud most days.  They are the sunshine with their smiles and carefree spirits.

Glimmers…the dog.  With all the stuff that accompanies owning a pet, the dog makes the owners laugh at her silly ways.  Her morning “doggy yoga” stretches, waiting at the kitchen door for any morsel to drop on the floor or land in her bowl, sleeping the day away, because dogs can do that.

Glimmers…as long as there is breath, there is hope.  We lean on those who help us, love us, through our pain.  This lifetime is but a brief moment in time.  We are promised more…we are promised that the rain will stop.  We are promised an endless sun.

“When I sit in darkness, the Lord shall be a light unto me.”   Micah 7:8 KJV 

Something to think about…

As we direct our focus on the tragedy that took place 10 years ago today, we are overwhelmed.  Overwhelmed with disbelief, sadness, gratitude and the spirit of community.  As we viewed the steel beam that was delivered to our town from New York City, the small tattered flag on one end spoke volumes.  The bent piece of steel that was salvaged from the World Trade Center, is symbolic of our American spirit.  We mourn great loss, but we are still here.  Scarred and tarnished, but strong.  So many lives have been changed forever, and the rest of us are called to love them through their pain.  As brothers and sisters, that is simply what we do.  Of course, we wish we could fix the broken hearts that refuse to heal, bring back parents, children, friends.  Snap our fingers and make it all disappear.  Don’t we?  Wouldn’t we love to be able to heal all wounds so easily? 

We are changed from every event in our lives.  We grow into the person we are today because of history.  Our history.  Today, as we think of all that we have witnessed and all that we are, let us be thankful that we can.  Let us be thankful for those who gave the ultimate sacrifice, and those who would do so without thinking twice.  I am blessed to know such people.  Thank you.

“Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends.” – John 15:13 NIV