• Featured Recipes,  Recipes,  Uncategorized

    Better than Cracker Barrel Apple Cider BBQ Chicken

    So…. all good things come to end, right? NOT THIS ONE Y’ALL! My husband and I were at Cracker Barrel a couple weeks ago and we discovered…. TO MY HORROR… that they had discontinued their Apple Cider BBQ Chicken! SAY WHAT?! Well… when a restaurant discontinues my favorites I do not rest until I have figured out how to make something equally delicious at home. So that’s what we did. After tweaking and mashing a few recipes together, this is what I came up with. BETTER than Cracker Barrel Apple Cider BBQ Chicken.

  • Healthier Living,  Uncategorized

    The Cardboard Brownie Protest

    I’m not sure why you do it. Maybe it’s a desperate attempt to convince yourself that what you are eating is good. You concoct some healthy recipe, take a pretty picture of it, and loudly proclaim to the rest of us dear dieting souls, “This is SOOOO GOOD!” You share the recipe, we see it and hope wells up within us… That does look good! Maybe this diet is doable after all! Sixteen expensive oddball ingredients later, our taste buds have been brutally devastated by the crushing reality that your “amazing” recipe was in fact, well-photographed sawdust. Your catastrophe… I mean….*recipe* just made the journey seem so much harder. Cardboard…

  • Uncategorized

    If Words Can Honor Her… I Must Try

    There are so many thoughts… So many words rushing through my mind. I’ve sat here for an hour, desperately yearning to connect what I feel deep in my heart to a bank of vocabulary in my brain, wondering if somehow the two could flow together. I want to honor her. To tell her how much I love her. To somehow cross the barrier of the thousand miles between us with the written word. I want to string words into sentences that will convey the magnitude of respect, love, and appreciation I have for her in a way that is worthy of her, and I cannot. My heart is scrambling to…

  • Life as a Wife,  Parenting,  Prayer,  Pregnancy,  Uncategorized

    The Power of a Prayer Request: Zane’s Arrival

    It’s been two whole months since my son made his dramatic and premature entrance into this world. It’s hard to believe time can pass so quickly –that the little 3lb. 10oz. boy in the NICU is now a 9 pound “newborn” according to his adjusted age. As days have turned into weeks, and weeks into months though, nothing has struck me more profoundly than the amount of prayer that went up on our behalf. I know this because not one single day has passed where a person hasn’t walked up to me, or called me, or sent a card, or texted me and said, “We were praying for that little…

  • Character,  Featured,  Money Management,  Uncategorized

    In a Pair of Wal-Mart Sneakers

    Moseying through Wal-Mart the other day my eyes landed on a familiar pair of sneakers. A feather light pair of gray men’s shoes with velcro fasteners, priced at a mere $14.00. Recognizing them immediately, I picked them up off the shelf and held them for a second. They felt just as cheap as they looked. I couldn’t imagine them holding up through any normal day to day routine. There could be nothing comfortable or even safe about them, especially for the rigid daily grind of the man I knew that wore them. Maybe it was the pregnancy hormones, but suddenly, I was overcome with an immense wave of love and…

  • Money Management,  Uncategorized

    Why Coupons Aren’t All That

    Mark and I had a little spat in February. Before you scoot up on the edge of your seat, eager to be filled in on such juicy private details as marital conflict, I’ll tell you up front: It wasn’t that big of a deal. I mean, for real. The forty cents off four cans of Campbell’s condensed soup wasn’t that big of a deal. Sorry if you were expecting something more dramatic. The truth is, Mark and I generally don’t fight. A deep level of respect for each other and the combination of two very passive personalities makes conflict almost non-existent in our marriage. This couponing fiasco is one of…

  • Character,  Ministry,  Uncategorized

    Unbearable

    “God will never put you through more than you can handle.” If I’ve heard it once, I’ve heard it a thousand times. These are words that glide off the vast majority of Christian tongues whenever calamity strikes. They are meant to encourage, and are spoken in all sincerity… The problem is… it’s just not true. I’m about to shatter some “holy grail” of Christian philosophy for a lot of people, but the scripture people are referring to actually says this: There hath no temptation taken you but such as is common to man: but God is faithful, who will not suffer you to be tempted above that ye are able;…

  • Single Girl,  Uncategorized

    Hey Chick, He’s Married

    Mark and I were sitting across the table from a young lady one day, all playing a board game when I noticed something. Not only was she frequently casting my husband a flirty little grin with a conspiratorial twinkle in her eye, but she was trying to engage him in a team effort to beat me. I get that it was a game. There will be people that think it was innocent fun. But I’m a woman. And I know women. Ask any wife. We are programmed to pick up on the finest details in a person’s behavior and interpret them with stunning accuracy. I ascertained something at that little…

  • Life as a Wife,  Uncategorized

    What I Love About My Husband

    My husband has fascinated me from the very first time I met him. Believe it or not, this is only a smattering of the things I love about him. I could go on for days about how wonderful he is. If no one has ever told you this, you should mark this one down and remember it for the rest of your life. NEVER EVER talk bad about your husband to ANYONE! Not even to your mom or your “BFF.”    There is a sacred unity and trust between a man and a wife that needs to be respected and upheld, and one wrong word at the wrong time, to…

  • Life as a Wife,  Uncategorized

    Hinds Feet & Bows of Steel

    2 Samuel 22:29-35 Shortly after we got married, I began to feel overwhelmed by the magnitude of responsibilities I had to manage. If I was a “stay-at-home-wife” it might not have been so bad, but because I was working full-time and the workload has always branched into my personal life to keep up, I found myself drowning in the midst of duty after duty piling up. There simply wasn’t time to do the things I had always been able to do. In my heart, all I could do was dream of the moment that I would be free from having to juggle both. A resentment started to creep in towards…