Messy

I'm contemplating a lot of things. It's messy. The truth is not messy, but trying to enact it in the "real" world is.

I want my foundations to be solid so I don't build something that will fall when we get down the road a ways. But how solid is solid enough? If I spend my life only in making the foundation strong, what of the building that is the foundation's purpose?

I want to behave like the part of the body that I am, in submission to all the other parts, yet I don't know where those parts are. Where is the group that has like-minded-ness? Is it a good idea or a bad one to go out alone, without at least one co-laborer? And what of the ends of the earth? If there were a path to walk there, I believe I would start walking today, though the journey should take years.

Yet, simulaneously, I feel that wretched nature at the door, like a disobedient cat, ready to dart inside if I leave the door ajar for the slightest moment.

Hearing Speaking Doing but the Greatest of these is

Profound thoughts are coming at lightning speed these days, but I fear the "be not hearers of the Word only, but doers." And I have yet to figure out a way to remain confident about how that doing is to be carried out.

What is to be done? "Go into the everywhere and disciple all unto Christ." But I don't have the power to go to the Salar, it seems. Go where here? Downtown? To the rejects of society? Who are the rejects? Homeless people seem to be more popular than ever in the news, and among the charities. That's fine, I'll go to them, I suppose.

But I feel powerless. I feel like I need to learn more. What if my doctrine is not correct? Just the other day I saw that my understanding of baptism was in error. What if there are other areas that are misguided like my baptism was? And shouldn't I have a partner? Jesus sent them out in twos because there needed to be two witnesses to new things. Should I wait till God provides a co-laborer? Should I wait till God drops on me special words of knowledge to guide me into whatever ministry He should desire, in the same way He told the eleven to remain still until Pentecost?

Or, is "doing" included in recording these profound thoughts that seem to be truthful. Is my ministry supposed to be in teaching and exhorting by writing? How can there be time for that? So many have done that before and got nearly no where.

And the homeless probably know the gospel better than the average church goer. Maybe. I guess there's only one way to find out.

Coffee House Special of the Day

In a mid-to-large bowl whisk together:

Bread flour (I used about 3 1/2 cups)

Salt

Baking powder

Baking soda

Cinnamon (3 vigorous shakes: maybe a tablespoon)

Sugar (maybe 4 to 4 1/2 tablespoons)

Ginger (just a tad)

Then mix in uniformly:

Eggs (2 large)

Vanilla extract (1 1/2 to 2 teaspoons)

Instant coffee (2 heaping teaspoons)

Blackstrap molasses (1 or 2 tablespoons)

Condensed milk (1or 2 tablespoons)

Low fat milk (add till you have a thick batter)

Find, and grease two baking pans. I used 6" square pans, and olive oil. Preheat oven to 375.

Add to batter:

Frozen cranberries

Frozen blueberries

Some raisins

A handful of pecans, and pecan crumbs

Pour into two pans, bake for 19 minutes. Then turn temperature to 350, bake 6 more minutes, turn down to 325, and bake 6 more minutes. Brush melted butter over the product while it is still hot.

Cuts easily with a spatula, and does not crumble. A very warm and hearty snack, good with milk or fresh coffee, but doesn't sit heavily in your stomach. Consistently a very agreeable and exciting flavor.

Me lanc holy

Dreaming and not doing lends to more time to crank out writings. Tranquility is the breeding ground I'm talking about. But life doesn't exist in the tranquil, does it? Crises give impulse to action, growth, betterment. Casualties are lost, causing some to live. Stillness, given the second law of thermodynamics of the spiritual things (without Spirit) lets rot fester, cool ponds heat up and stagnate, bright lights and energy dim. It's easy to sleep in the light, but it's hard to write in the dark.

Seems an impossible situation. Can't have your cake, and eat it too. I didn't use to understand what that meant, when I only dreamt.

Roseate

Entrance through the gate and walking on the aureate streets will not your entranced wearing of the roseate glasses create.