Cooking is not my super power.
I am still figuring out how to navigate grocery stores and meal planning.
By no means am I suffering from malnourishment, but it’s easy to fall into the “just eat a bowl of cereal or a sandwich” trap.
Thankfully, my friend Sheri owns a restaurant and she’s helping me out with ideas.
I know the best cooks didn’t start out as masters, so I truly believe there is hope for me yet.
If nothing else, my goal is to not be a wife who burns everything to a crisp.
Why not start learning now when I’m the only one who will eat a burned dinner if there’s a culinary disaster?
I also want to start a recipe box…
I think it will be cool to see how many recipes I collect as the years go by.
I know several ladies who have recipe cards over 20 years old!
Did you have fun celebrating with your family and friends?
I know that I did!
A group of Rhema students and alumni–all of us from other states–gathered this afternoon to eat hot dogs and enjoy each other’s company.
After lunch, we played Apples to Apples and talked about Jesus.
Considering that Jesus ate breakfast with the disciples after His resurrection, I think He’s pleased when we gather together to celebrate.
There’s something powerful about fellowshipping around the dinner table because food is a connecting point.
Transplant life (a term my friend Carli coined) is a great way to create a habit of hospitality because you know what it’s like to be alone in a new town.
Make a menu, get everyone to chip in, and pick a location. This is all you need to host a party! It’s not as hard as you think.
Who doesn’t love to eat?
Of course, I missed my family and hiding eggs for my cousins, but I am glad that my friend Sheri invited me to the get together.
My first Easter in Tulsa was awesome!
I am so thankful for the hospitality of my Rhema friends.