a thousand blue fish

Why is it so hard to put some words down on this page? I have so much to say! A lot of of it is good stuff, some of it is a bit fluffly around the edges. Ok, here goes: I think for the first time in my life I know what it means to be working out my salvation (Phil 2:12). I don't know why it has taken me 24 years (yup, I got saved when I was 4) to get to this space. I haven't gotten it all figured out like I think I had always done in the past. I am less intersted in Christian culture.  It doesn't always translate into Jesus culture. I can't handle the huge debate on end times and methods of baptism and denominations and names for things my brain refuses to memorise.  The truth is that as Christians we are all brothers and sisters, or does your Bible say something different? And I am a bit of a hypocrite, I would rather love the poor, visibly broken person then the one I see on a regular, church-like basis.  I was really upset with myself when I ...

I'd said I'd come back with recipe after my last post and while the space I'm in is probably worse then before I have been determined to come up with something yum. Yesterday I made a dairy free banana bread that we could only eat today as it had to be refridgerated. It was a bit sweet and someone else's recipe, so I'll give you the link if you want it. Alexander loves the banana bread. I also made whole-wheat sweet potato cookies. I need to perfect the recipe before I share it. That being said the yumminess of these cookies has meant there aren't many left. Thursdays are student house family dinner, meaning we have the students over to our section of the house and I cook. The cooking was a nightmare experience as Emiel was at surf coaching and I had Alexander and Beatrice both needing me. Let me tell you what I managed to do in an hour: I started the sauce for the pasta with Alexander on my hip or on the counter. I then made popcorn to keep him...