Spring has sprung!!! I have been a bit manic this morning, amazed at how warm and lovely it is. Oh, groan~! My 10 year old daughter just came in from playing outdoors barefoot. (Never mind that there’s still quite a bit of snow here and there.) She wanted me to feel her freezing toes. Sheesh—kids!
I keep forgetting that in my new burst of domesticity, I’ve been inspired by momtoH_VandJ to post menus. I keep thinking I will, but haven’t yet. Part of the problem is that my menus usually happen on the fly. Whatever jumps out of the freezer gets cooked. (yikes! That didn’t come out sounding very good, did it?) I like the idea of planning menus, but when I do, I often find I’m just “not in the mood for that today,” or it takes too long and I forgot to start early or (insert other excuse.)
Besides, I sort of like to cook lots and then eat leftovers, which makes menus a bit boring. Today I had the same thing for lunch as I did for breakfast–a slice of leftover stuffed crust pizza. Mmmm. I wonder how long it would take me to get tired of pizza? I tried making the crust with whole wheat flour this time–different,but good.
I guess I should at least plan a day at a time. Well, dd is cooking tonight, and I think she’s making barbecued meatballs and potluck potatoes. She asked her dad for an idea for the vegetable, and he suggested creamed spinach, but I don’t think she was too thrilled with that. I agree with her that veggies are boring–it’s so hard to have any variety in the winter.
On a more thoughtful plane, I read something this morning that stuck with me. A woman had a very realistic dream that she walked into the room where her beloved young cousin was sleeping, and without hesitation, hit her over the head and killed her. Immediately, she was swamped by her remorse and guilt, but it was too late. There was no way to bring her back. She imagined the family’s grief, and if her guilt were discovered, the horrible effect on her own life. She was enveloped in despair. Then she woke up.
She said that never in her life had she felt such relief. She was NOT GUILTY! Can you even imagine the release, the sweet joy she must have felt? Instead of being doomed to live her life in wretchedness and guilt, she was FREE! And so are we forgiven through Jesus’s blood. Even though we were miserable sinners (and we were, whether we realized it or not!) we are now declared NOT GUILTY, and we are FREE. Awesome. Thank you, Abba!