Jewells of Thought

Holy Father, I feel disheartened. There are times when the articles I post do not align with the message that people want or need to read. I know from experience that not everybody will agree with me it’s a proven fact.

The possibilities in my head when I analyze information about a situation. Even the other day, as I am documenting these letters of my grandparent’s what more information can I get I have to ask myself is this something she will remember 70 plus years later? Grandpa mentioned hope you are feeling well now. Not all of my memories are clear as to how I felt one day when my boyfriend put this into a letter. Yet there are names, but only partial names. It’s nice to have them, but I can’t very well find more out without a full name. So I have to decide that is the end of that quest and maybe just be grateful for what’s in the letter. I have had to come to terms with this many times, but after this… is like God has made the impossible possible. So will He do it again?

Lord, I also don’t understand why a person almost as quickly as I left the dialysis clinic found me on my telegram account. One of my instructors at Fresenius has this name, sometime after I quit, this specific name without a picture came into my feed. She or he didn’t say hi or say a word like most others would do. I waited to see if this person would do anything for months. I think I deleted this person from my feed, but sometime later noticed they were still on my contact list. At first I thought maybe it was residual from her last visit months ago. I watched it for over a day she or he had visited. So as Thursday morning came I got really frustrated and finally left the person a rather long message I had to cover all my bases. As of yet still no reply. The tiniest piece of me wants it to be my instructor to know that my leaving was a big message that something was very wrong at this clinic. Only You Lord knows what will happen, I am leaving it in Your Hands.

Then two jobs came into focus over the past few days. I had an interview back in March and was told we’ll call you in the next 5 days one way or another. Yeah my first missive from them since, came yesterday morning. Now after nary one word, I’m being asked to reply with my answer for a job that won’t start for another 2 months. While I have applied for another job short term, but better pay doing something I enjoy typing on a computer. I will most likely say yes to this job, while I have still not heard from the 2nd yet, but all of this has been a lot for my brain in the past 48 hours.

Thankfully I do believe You have given me the answers I needed and I am now able to enjoy my weekend. My other little trouble from Thursday night was the fact my evaporated milk was a bad can and didn’t work for my dad’s birthday pie. He was going to get a Caramel Pie and Mom’s getting a Butterscotch pie tomorrow for Mother’s Day!

Sometimes life gets overwhelming… a prayer can be so comforting going through one thing or chaos as it seems. Thank You Lord in Christ Name.

Working In The Kitchen: Therapeutic

The bottom has been splattered with Apple Pie Seasoning for the Caramel Pie.

Isn’t it awesome having events plural in order to have a reason to make various desserts.

The final touches with cool whip and chocolate chips.

There’s nothing like being in a kitchen to de-stress from a hectic week! Plus it’s a labor of love creating fun for the taste buds of those I love for Dad’s birthday and Mothers Day!!

Bon Appetit!