Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Looking for the Church


A couple of months ago there was a blog post circulating around Face Book about leaving the church. It has been awhile since I read it and it made a good point or two. Honestly, the whole thing just got up my nose; from the photo of the angry man looking down his nose at us to the arrogant tone of the writing. This snotty young man left the traditional church and now he was going to school us on our shortcomings. When I read these articles I always wonder who is this entity, “THE CHURCH,” they are talking about. The authors are rarely Catholics and most evangelical denominations don’t have a central governing body. Who are they so angry at? But you know when I was twenty I left the traditional church.  I wasn’t angry but I was, well searching something more. I moved to Goshen, Indiana and became part of a church that was started by a group of college kids. It was a full gospel General Conference Mennonite church. That would be like having a full gospel Southern Baptist church. We met in an auction barn. I imagine I was pretty snotty about it myself.

I had been there just over a year when I was involved in a head on car versus bike crash. It was a miracle l survived. After I got out of the hospital Jean Stuckey and her husband took me into their home for thirty days. They provided for me and took me to appointments. Jean became my advocate and helped me get the dental services I desperately needed.  My church cared for me but as a group they struggled to help me. Should they do a fund raiser? If they did what message would they be sending? What precedent would they be setting? In the end they did nothing. God used the situation to teach me something I  treasure.

Jean Stuckey was the church. She and her husband met me at my point of need. They prayed for me, fed me, encouraged me and even entertained me. The church is only as effective as the people who call it home. It doesn’t matter if it is traditional or hipster cool.  Jean Stuckey taught me that I am the Church and the work of the Church begins with me.

Monday, March 23, 2015

Missing: One Funny Blogger


The blogger’s sense of humor was last seen in early late February or early March. A search of the Winnebago produced one somber blogger. The somber blogger is an exact replica of the funny blogger but she is way too serious. Police claim the actual blogger is still in residence at the Winnebago but conspiracy theorists say it is all a cover up by an unnamed government agency. Rumor has it an FBI agent is in the area. Others say it is only a fox. Surely the truth is out there…..       

Tuesday, March 10, 2015

So, You Have Decided to Murder a Butternut Squash


I congratulate you! Butternut squash murder is time consuming and messy but well worth the effort. I have no good advice to offer as to the process; although I did read something today about roasting them slowly, in their own juices… Ok. She did not put it like that - exactly. All kidding aside I love them! I can buy one and put in in the pantry until I want it. It can be cut up ahead of time and kept in the refrigerator to be used as needed; or it can be frozen in a storage container.  They have been a really good price this year so I have “murdered” quite a few.

I have been trying to make them into noodles recently. I have to admit I have been less then successful. My first attempt with a mandolin like device resulted in the loss of most of a fingernail and a small blood sacrifice to my dinner. The food was really good though. Today I tried with my new Veggetti can you say, “Fail?” I ended up making zoodle ribbons with the vegetable peeler. I cooked them with a simple tomato and meat sauce it was really good. I have seen recipes for zucchini lasagna and I might try it with butternut squash ribbons sometime.

I have used the Veggetti to make zucchini noodles and it does a great job. The butternut squash was not only the wrong shape it was hard and brittle. It was also difficult to hang on to. The cap that is supposed to help hold the vegetable tore holes in the squash. I did however learn that raw butternut squash tastes a little like a really tough carrot. In the unlikely event I were to serve it in salad I would grate it finely. I am looking forward to playing with my Veggetti. Carrots are next on the list of “noodles” to try.