Friday, August 7, 2015

...what's for dinner?

Over 15 years ago, a group of women became friends.  Some of us knew each other from college years but we blended beyond that for a season as moms.

Originally, there were actually five of us in a Bible Study for several years.  But in one year we faced dramatic change.  Moves to Latvia, Oregon, Montana and adoption of 5 kids all at once left me the only one who stayed more or less the same.  I was in shell shock at the sudden loss of proximity.  The loneliness was palpable for several years. 

But - JOY - for this one magical summer evening, three of us got to hang out together! Two families were here from China and Hawaii to check on homes they still own here on the island!  We three girlfriends settled on a night to get together.  Our husbands were out of town or already committed so I wondered what the kids could do together.  I had this idea to let the kids cook supper (all teens now).  Our kids have not been around each other in years, but they share some fabulous early memories that they easily built on.

Oddly, I've been reading about food in I Corinthians.  I've been stuck on this section.  I can so easily turn any mention of food in the Bible into a personal diet issue.  Not the best way to read these passages.  Watching the kids cook made these words pop off the page for me... finally.

23“I have the right to do anything,” you say—but not everything is beneficial. “I have the right to do anything”—but not everything is constructive. 24No one should seek their own good, but the good of others.
25Eat anything sold in the meat market without raising questions of conscience, 26for, “The earth is the Lord’s, and everything in it.”f
27If an unbeliever invites you to a meal and you want to go, eat whatever is put before you without raising questions of conscience. 28But if someone says to you, “This has been offered in sacrifice,” then do not eat it, both for the sake of the one who told you and for the sake of conscience. 29I am referring to the other person’s conscience, not yours. For why is my freedom being judged by another’s conscience? 30If I take part in the meal with thankfulness, why am I denounced because of something I thank God for?
31So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God. 32Do not cause anyone to stumble, whether Jews, Greeks or the church of God— 33even as I try to please everyone in every way. For I am not seeking my own good but the good of many, so that they may be saved.

It struck me that this meal was a pretty fun picture of this passage in some ways.

First, I gave Kevin and Laina my books and let them set the menu.  (Just like God gives me freedom to read anywhere in His word that inspires me.)

There were TONS of options.






At one point they had Cooking Light 5 Ingredient/15 Minute Cookbook (my favorite cookbook), the laptop, the cell phone, my binder and Laina's first childhood cookbook. 

All choices were acceptable.  (Just like my reading basket combined with my laptop, Bible, devotional books, journals, sketch pads...)

They had the right to do anything.  But with beginning cooks, not everything would be beneficial.  They chose a menu that was for the good of others since they'd all be cooking together.

Dijon Pork Chops
Oven Baked Asparagus
Mashed Red Potatoes
Blackberry Cobbler

Had anyone been kosher, they'd obviously not have done pork, but we had a cultural mix that was fine with this menu.



Eat anything sold in the meat market without raising questions of conscience, 26for, “The earth is the Lord’s, and everything in it.”f


Next, the kids picked blackberries while Kevin's mom and I sorted from her storage room to take things to the thrift store, recycling, dump, etc.  This dessert was inspired by the bowl of blackberries my dad dropped by.  He'd picked them before trimming his blackberry bush back.  He can't eat them now, but they were too pretty to waste.  Yum!



Kevin and Laina were born one week apart and have been friends their whole lives.  While they picked, the moms looked at sweet photos in the storage room from their baby days.  Then we'd look at them laughing together outside while picking from Kevin's favorite bush.  (No, all blackberries are not the same... LOL.)

Memories were being added to memories.  

 If an unbeliever invites you to a meal and you want to go, eat whatever is put before you without raising questions of conscience. 28But if someone says to you, “This has been offered in sacrifice,” then do not eat it, both for the sake of the one who told you and for the sake of conscience. 29I am referring to the other person’s conscience, not yours. For why is my freedom being judged by another’s conscience? 30If I take part in the meal with thankfulness, why am I denounced because of something I thank God for?

We, as families, are very like-minded, so the verses about food dedicated to idols didn't apply to our shared meal.  But we are all very aware that as we rub shoulders with other cultures we can have close fellowship, but there is a line that needs to be drawn when it comes to who gets the glory...

Food is food.  But we are responsible to lovingly exhibit that only Jesus Christ is worthy of glory and worship.  Thankfulness is HUGE in the Christian life.  HUGE.  To be truly thankful is not just the fluffy "I feel glad about this" emotion we call being thankful.  It is conscious, directed acknowledgement to someone outside ourselves.  So if, knowing this, we shared in someone's idolatry, it would be like us saying to them, "Yeah, you're on the right track."  29I am referring to the other person’s conscience, not yours.

I'm not really sure how this might happen today...  Maybe if I were to go to a fundraising dinner for a cause that denies Jesus as Lord such as Planned Parenthood?  That food would be dedicated to a lie.  For the sake of all concerned, I shouldn't dine.  Now, I could have a friend who believes in Planned Parenthood.  We could even eat the same menu elsewhere, say in a restaurant, and be fine.  But when the food has been dedicated to a cause, it becomes a different matter...

But back to our teen cook off!

By now it, was 3:00.  The numbers began to grow as we picked up more kids for shopping.


The moms sent money and trusted the kids to take whatever they needed.  We knew they'd most likely make a few rooky mistakes, but that was part of the fun of sending them out together!  

Isn't that just like God?  He gives us all we need and doesn't expect us to be perfect.  He's thrilled if we enjoy doing it together, shopping in His unlimited storehouse of blessings for us?!!!  


Then the fun began!

 Every once in a while, I'd step in to show them where something was that would be beneficial,
 or to teach them a new skill,

 or to encourage them to teach others what they already knew,

 or to help those who had to arrive later catch the vision of reading the instructions, and just doing what it said rather than trying to rewrite the book according to their own preference or experience...
Agreeing to follow the book gave them all security and unity.


And produced a glorious meal!







Then we enjoyed the literal fruit of their labor.  Blackberries!



It took longer than they thought for the cobbler to cook, but they were patient.  And it was worth waiting for.  Rather than whining about how long it was taking, they played games and had a blast.



1So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God. 32Do not cause anyone to stumble, whether Jews, Greeks or the church of God— 33even as I try to please everyone in every way. For I am not seeking my own good but the good of many, so that they may be saved.

Between us all, we represented the following cultural heritage or dwellings:  Swedish, Northwest, Southern, Mexican, Native American, Japanese, Chinese, Hawaiian, "Heinz 57 American", urban, rural, big family, small family, home school, public school, international school, adopted, natural born, working mom, stay at home mom and on and on it goes with the variety.

It was AWESOME!!!  Thank you,  (listed in no particular order) Kevin, Janey, Tatsi, Corina, Joshua, Esty, Davis, Laina.   My kitchen has never been so blessed!

1So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God.

That's the bottom line, 'nough said.





Sunday, August 2, 2015

...you know what?

It's like this.  I'd like for this blog to mean something.  I'd like to put decorating tips on this blog.  Occasional - very rare - recipes (because, oh my goodness, anyone who knows me well KNOWS that cooking in NOT my thing.)
Even I can cook panini zuccini!  Thin slice uniformly and press!

This was lunch... English muffin with deli ham, sprinkled with crab and shredded cheese made a yummy summer lunch.


I'd like to LIVE INSPIRED!

I'd like to paint interchangeable signs for my kitchen that I can sell to others once I rotate out for a fresh phrase.

I'd like to PAINT.  PAINT. PAINT. PAINT!!!!
This couple is about to celebrate their first anniversary!

I'd like to have someone mentor me into debt free living and blog/share it as I go.

I'd like to turn my house totally upside down... and let every piece of clutter not glued down by our love or true use of it fall out and bless others who could use it.

Watch me turn this corner into my art studio! SO excited.  Rich and I are trading spaces.  That'll give us our own zones.  We've somehow ended up overlapping each other.  This separation of zones will give us a great "divide and conquer" where we both win!
I'd like to have someone mentor me into good health - eating, exercise - and take on my family's fluky allergies and needs.  Yeah - that's called a personal trainer, but I don't have that luxury.

I'd like to keep blogging through I Corinthians. 

I'd like to finish something.

I'd like to finish the book about elder care my mom and I started.

I'd like to finish our house!  Not in the sense that we'd never change it, but honestly, we've lived there ten years and I still haven't finished painting the miles and miles of trim!

I'd like to paint fashion that lets women have the freedom to be modestly fashion forward. 

I'd like for my fashion paintings to be produced (because GOD REALLY KNOWS that sewing is not my thing either)  and have the proceeds help my kids through college and also help pull victims of human trafficking off the street and into a healthy fulfilled life like the one I dream of for my own children.

I'd like to dream out loud so that, maybe, someone can find themselves set free to dream... and then go out and DO it!

I'd like to celebrate the success of others without being jealous.  Think of it!  My joy would double!!!

I'd like to live so out in the open that I don't worry if someone steals my dream and does it successfully because I know there's an infinite source of "more where that came from" for me!  (God knows the plans he has for ME and if spurring someone on why planting a dream in their hearts is part of it, that in no way means His dreams for me will be unfulfilled or robbed.)

I'd like to figure out how to be disciplined in a global creative sort of way.  (I'd love to get my ducks in a row, but here's the thing... I'm not a duck.  I think maybe I'm a robin.  You never see their babies walking in a row.)

I'd like to blog about being a mom and a wife. 

I'd like to blog about fresh, fresh, fresh design ideas.

I'd like to meet people... Mandissa (to thank her), Oscar de la Renta (to bless him), Toby Mac (to pray over his children),  Michael W. Smith (to affirm and thank him for his long obedience in the same direction.)


I'd like to share my life out loud. But there's fear.  It would open me up to criticism.  It would open me up to unwanted advice.  It would open me up to competition I never signed up for.  It would open me up to others wanting to use me/my ideas for their own profit. 

But it would also open me up to bigger dreams.  It would open me up to my future. 

It would open me up.

I think opening up might be a really, really good thing.

I'd like to be a wide open clear conduit for Jesus to bless others in tangible, healing, freeing, joy-giving ways.

What more could I possibly ask for?