It’s Foodie Friday! (chicken cheese ball)

Hi All! OK OK, I know the name of this recipe isn’t the best name but trust me… it is a crowd favorite at those holiday parties. It is a dip that goes great with buttery round crackers or something more jazzed up like garlic and herb, tomato basil, or cracked black pepper crackers.


1 large can white chunk chicken


1 8oz. block of cream cheese softened


1 envelope dry onion soup mix


That’s all the items needed! My kinda recipe! OK, all ya need to do is make sure that cream cheese softens to room temperature to make it easier to mix. Once it’s soft, put it into a medium bowl and add onion soup mix and drained can of chicken. Mix well together and cover with plastic wrap and refrigerate for a couple hours before serving. It is different then the same cheese ball Aunt Martha always brings to the Christmas parties… bless her heart. Give it a try and let me know how it goes over for your bunch.

I’m not grateful for Jesus’s death

Father in Heaven, I pray these words are as effective as You want them to be and that it is You who is glorified. In Jesus name, Amen.


Well better late then never I suppose. We gather together here at the table a day late but I hope you enjoy.


Did the title take you by surprise a little? I kind of thought it might. So often we hear people say “I’m so grateful for Jesus dying on the cross.” and the truth is for me, I’m not grateful that He died.


Let’s examine for a moment why He died. “He gave His life as a ransomed for all…” (1 Timothy 2:6)


This means that everyone was taken hostage by the enemy. Though we are willing hostages because we have free choice to follow God or follow after the enemy. God will never force us to follow Him. So by our own choices, we become hostages.


Now this of course started way back in the garden of Eden when the first man and woman made the choice that caused the fall of all mankind. This resulted in a sinful nature being born into each and every one of us. This is what the verse means in, Romans 3:23 which says:


“For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God.”




We all have some temptation that we will fall too and some point in time. It’s the surrender of our hearts and asking for forgiveness that Jesus is interested in most of all.


But the temptation I fall to, is the temptation that nailed Jesus to the cross.


I am eternally grateful that Jesus had a plan of redemption, that He was willing to leave the perfection of heaven, that He chose to live on this sinful earth for even thirty-three and a half years to deliver Gods message of love and mercy and forgiveness.


But grateful that He died… no… I’m not grateful that He had to surrender His life on my account. I’m not grateful that He breathed His last breath because of me. I hate that my best friend had to die because of me. I hate that He had to suffer on a tree for several hours all while having a torn up back from being whipped and beaten. I hate that He bled from His brow after soldiers pressed a mocking crown of thorns on His head. I hate that He was stretched out on a cross and then held on it by the spikes that were ruthlessly driven into His hands and feet, forever scarring Him… all because of my sins.


I am so everlastingly thankful that Jesus CHOSE to do all these things just so there would be room in heaven for me… and for you. But I wish He didn’t have to die to make that extra room.


So this should shed a little more light on the title for us. But please understand that I am so very humbled and honored that Jesus would give His life for me and for so many who want to be in heaven with Him forever. I just wish it didn’t involve so much pain and torture for our Lord. I pray I keep this in mind whenever I am tempted to say those words , or do that thing, or go to that place , or… fill in your own blank.


As the Christmas season is in full swing now, let us keep our thoughts focused on the birth of the one who went through so very much just so there would be a place for you and for me in heaven.


Merry Christmas to all of you!

I’m so sorry Y’all!

Oh boy, my apologies to all of you… I have been sick the last few days and have been trying to get some rest in between making holiday pillows that I truly had no idea would sell at all much less the amount of people wanting them.


I made one set and put it out there just to see what would happen and they kind of went crazy! So I’ll be better prepared for next year. But anyway, this is what happened as to why you didn’t see me in your in-box early this morning.


I am going to write my post tonight for it to show up for you tomorrow. I don’t want to rush through it and toss it into your Email. I want to be intentional. So we’ll see ya tomorrow morning and I hope everyone had a fantastic Thanksgiving. See ya in the A.M. and grab your coffee or tea or whatever and have a seat at the table! Have a great day.

It’s almost Turkey Day! (Gobble Gobble)

Father in heaven, I pray just now for all of us here to give thanks. Not just tomorrow but all year long. I know Father that not all our circumstances are Hallmark holiday perfect, but we can still praise you for what we do have. Remind us Lord, as we share our time with family and friends or being still in Your presents, to be thankful. Thankful for Your sacrifice Lord. In Jesus name, Amen.


Well are you ready for the big day? I have just a couple dishes to make and take this year so not to stressful. Although I do love cooking here at my house for Thanksgiving. It takes me back to my ten year old days of preparing for Thanksgiving.


In the weeks prior, my mom would take me with her to the grocery store to begin selecting the bird and other fixins that would not spoil before turkey day. I would walk through the store in wide-eyed and open nostriled amazement at the displays of Thanksgiving festivities. The glorious aroma of roasted turkey and savory scents of stuffing were enough to make you pour yourself a glass of eggnog and find a near by table to begin feasting right there in the store.


My Dad always wanted (and still does) cream cheese stuffed celery, black and green olives, and pickles as part of the “must haves” for this holiday. Selecting a jar of each, I could already hear my Mom scolding my Dad and shewing him out of the kitchen for fear there would be no pickles or olives left to serve at dinner. It was his job to stuff the celery and we always noticed the gaps in the tray of green and white logs at dinner.


The day would begin with Mom getting started on the bird pretty early and my Dad helping hold up the turkey while Mom stuffed it. Then she immediately kicked him out to save the relish tray. We turned on the Macy’s Thanksgiving day parade and laid  about in the living room enjoying the laziness of the morning.


After Santa made his big debut, the kitchen became active again and Mom would call for help setting the table. This is when the “special serving pieces” came out. These were sterling silver serving spoons, meat forks, gravy ladle, and all the pieces nobody knew what to do with. These had been Moms grandmothers and were kept in a green felt cloth with a pocket for each piece. Each one slid out with ease after Mom unrolled the felt sack that was tied shut around the rolled up bundle. Gleaming silver and pearl handles suggested that these pieces had seen many a holiday.


Holiday dishes and table cloths were also used and promptly stripped off to pre-soak spills and dribbles that adorned it while snarffing down our feast. Gravy had dripped, pickle juice ran down fingers and on to the table cloth, and remnants of all the other dishes were displayed evidence on the cloth as well.


Food was put away, bird had been picked clean, and the holiday dishes returned to their cupboard awaiting Christmas dinner. Mom tucked each serving piece back into it’s rightful pocket in the felt case and life returned to normal. We all collapsed on various surfaces in the living room, including the floor. Watching football and dozing in and out of a turkey induced coma, we spent the rest of the day relaxing. I loved our little Thanksgiving family of four for dinner. Many people had large families who all got together for Thanksgiving but I never envied them. Nor did I feel sorry for the chaos they most likely faced. I felt content.


Now that I’m married and my husband has three brothers and they all have wives and kids, our Thanksgivings have grown to about twenty-five to thirty on any given holiday. But I love that too. It’s loud and crowded, noisy and joyful, tiring and exhausting. But we enjoy being with family.


when we are tempted to be anxious about having people over to our homes on Thanksgiving ,reflect and be grateful for your warm lovely roof over your head because so many are not as fortunate. When you are tempted to feel crowded by too many people around, focus on all the people who love you because a lot of people have no one to love them. When you feel frustrated at  seeing the huge pile of dishes needing washed after dinner, choose to be thankful for the bounty God has provided because so many people don’t know where or if their next meal is coming from.


I so wish we all could sit around the table together and enjoy Thanksgiving dinner! I have often wanted to do a “Friendsgiving” that I’m hearing so much about these days. What an awesome idea. My prayer for you all this Thanksgiving is that no matter if your day is filled with friends and family or praying over a single plate of food, is that we all remain thankful. God has given us much to be thankful for. His son is the biggest reason to be thankful.


Happy Thanksgiving to you all and we will chat again next Wednesday. Taking a break from “Foodie Friday” as there will likely be many left overs to keep us happy for the weekend.


Gobble Gobble Y’all and be safe and give thanks! Love you all!

It’s Foodie Friday! (The Turkey)

Oh My goodness!!! Thanksgiving is only a week away!Are you cooking this year? I will be at my in-laws this year, bringing that Twisted Green Bean casserole, home-made mac and cheese, and the squash from our earlier Foodie Friday recipe for turkey day side dishes.


I do love to have Thanksgiving here at my home where I can enjoy all the lovely smells of the holiday. The aroma of herb stuffing, the heavenly scent of pies baking, and of course who can resist the glorious fragrance of the main attraction… The Turkey! MMM MMM!


Do you have a traditional way you make your bird? I do. I’d like to share that with you just in case you might be looking for an idea of how to go about preparing the turkey.


This will be based on a 12 to 15 pound bird. Adjust accordingly to larger or smaller birds.


I use a whole stick of real butter and soften it at either room temperature or soften it a little in the microwave for about 15 seconds or so.


Unwrap and prepare your turkey in the pan you will be using. This can be in a crock pot as well if you are doing a turkey that way. Rub your turkey with the butter all over. Just give that bird a good massage, rubbing the butter in like a lotion. Get under the wings and legs (unless you are just doing a turkey breast). Flip it over and get both sides rubbed down. including inside.


Open up 1 to 2 envelopes (depending on the size of your bird) of dry onion soup mix and sprinkle all over the turkey on both sides. Be sure to cover the inside as well. Shake on some season salt or chicken seasoning too.


Quarter 1 large or 2 small onions and stuff them inside the bird, leaving the skins on. Chop 2 large carrots into thirds  leaving the skins on, and stuff them in too. Cut 2 celery stalks with leaves attached into thirds or fourths and stuff them in.


Pour into your pan or crock pot, 2 cans or 1 box turkey stock or broth. You can also use chicken broth or stock if you can’t find the turkey.


Then you cook it as directed and enjoy all the smells it provides while cooking. Cover it in the oven with foil or better still would be a roaster with a lid. Baste occasionally unless it’s in the crock. No basting required there. Take off the cover for the last 20 to 30 minutes to brown up that bird.


I have so many memories that flood my mind while smelling all the festive treats on this day. Make some memories this year with your loved ones. Happy Thanksgiving to you all! Enjoy being together around the table.

A Spiritual Infection

Father in heaven, I pray You place Your hands over mine as I type these words. In Jesus name, Amen.


Hello and welcome back! If you happen to be new… welcome to my table and you will find a place for you here every week when you subscribe and get my posts in your in-box. You will also get a recipe each Friday! So let’s dig in!


I went to a follow up appointment after my ear surgery to find out how things are coming along. The doctor took out the rest of the packing…


OK let me just pause here and give you a visual; she pulled out what she could with tweezers, then she pulled out the rest with a tiny vacuum. A VACUUM! In my ear! Uh, I’m not sure I, as a writer, can find the words to describe that feeling. I caught a little glimpse of what a dust bunny way under the couch who has been busted and now is being pursued must feel like! The audio was whistley and rather uncomfortable but not exactly painful. I’m glad the packing is out now and I don’t have to have my brain potentially sucked out!


So on with my progress…


She had some medical students in with her and I became the proverbial lab rat as it were. Everyone was very professional and courteous. However they took turns peering into my post surgical ear and seeing what an infection looks like on a prosthetic implant. Oh boy… an infection.


Here is where the spiritual connection comes in. I have to confess to all of you, my dear valued readers, that … I simply brought on the infection myself. I’m not proud of this fact but I feel a spiritual lesson is to be had in this for me, and I’m hoping for all of us.


I was given very simple but specific instructions to use the prescribed ear drops twice a day for the six weeks until I saw the doctor again for follow up. I am TERRIBLE about remembering to take a prescription. I have not yet figured out why. I do all the tricks like putting it where I will be sure to remember it, setting an alarm on my phone, taking it before bed, taking it as soon as I get up… all the tricks. I just can’t seem to remember or rather make myself stop what I’m doing to take it.


Inserting prayer request here…


I didn’t do what the doctor said and now I have an infection. Have you ever known what it was that “the Great Physician” has prescribe for you to do, but for whatever reason, you’ve not followed His instruction? Did it result in a spiritual infection? I’ve been there.


After directly going the opposite direction of what I knew without a doubt was Gods plan, I experienced that spiritual infection. I couldn’t seem to connect with God, I had a multitude of things go wrong during that period of time, I couldn’t get my spiritual footing.


I needed my heavenly Doctor to prescribe the Antibiotic to heal my infection. This antibiotic was following His plans even when I think I know better. Even when I think His plans aren’t necessary for my spiritual growth and over-all health.


Matthew 9:12  “But when He heard it, He said, ‘those who are sick have no need of a physician, but those who are sick.'”


Friends we are all sick and in need of a physician. We will be in need this side of eternity. We live in a sin sick world and we need The Great Physicians prescriptions to keep us from getting infected by the negativity and gossip and slander and character assassination and all other manner of sickness that goes on around us.


God prescribes in His word our daily dose of what we need and if we will follow His instructions, we have far less chance of getting that spiritual infection that the enemy desires to inject us with. Just as the doctor knew what I needed to use daily to ward off infection, our heavenly Doctor knows infinitely more what we need to ward off spiritual infection. Take His prescription daily and follow His instructions diligently.


In short… follow the Doctors orders.


Now I will be faithful to use the ear drops my doctor prescribed and clear up the infection. The good news is that she is confident the infection will clear up and I’ll be on the road to better recovery soon. Your heavenly Doctor is just waiting for you to fill the prescription. Be confident that His medicine will clear up any infection and put you on the road to recovery. Let the healing begin.




It’s Foodie Friday! (Twisted Green Bean Cassarole)

Happy Foodie Friday Y’all! Thanksgiving is only two weeks away! Yikes, things are moving faster every year. Have you begun Christmas shopping yet? I actually have a few people completely done already.


Well I have a new twist on an old favorite for Thanksgiving and I believe I have shared it with all of you before but it would have been before the recipes were shifted to the new “Foodie Friday” series. I thought I would share it with you again here and tell you how I tweak this for my own Thanksgiving dinner.


Twisted Green Bean Casserole


3 cans green beans, drained


1 1/2 cups frozen corn


2 cups sour cream


1 can cream of soup of your choice such as: celery, mushroom, onion, asparagus, etc.


4 oz. buttery round crackers


1/2 cup butter melted


1 1/2 cups shredded Swiss cheese


Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. In large mixing bowl, stir together sour cream and soup (with no water added), I usually use the cream of onion. Stir in green beans and frozen corn. Pour mixture into a 9 x 13 baking dish. Crush crackers and mix them with the melted butter. Sprinkle on Swiss cheese over entire top of casserole. Spread on cracker mixture. Now here’s the twist on the twisted green bean casserole… You could absolutely go ahead and bake this for about 20 minutes and it’s as yummy as can be. But to save on oven space on turkey day, I place the mixed casserole in the crock pot and sprinkle the cheese on the top in the pot. Then spread the cracker mixture on as well. Cover and turn on low until you are ready to serve dinner. It will need to be on for a couple hours but you don’t need to watch it or take up precious oven space. I am making this dish this year to take to my in-laws for the big day. We alternate years with my husbands family and mine. This year it’s dinner at his mom and dads house. Where will you be this year?