I watch the monster who is me pressing the blade into my brother’s flesh until his blood runs hot over my own flesh. I see my brother’s face, the shadow passing over it when he realizes what I’m about to do. I rewind and see him running towards me from across the field. He is just within arm’s reach. I can choose to embrace him, but instead I pull my knife from its sheath.
You’re a blender whirl away from creamy vanilla pudding pops, faintly reminiscent of vanilla cupcakes, or a chocolate version that tastes like you’re licking a bowl of rich brownie batter. Dairy-free and sweetened with dates, a perfect summer treat.
When you find yourself in a heap of trouble and you know you’re innocent, you can easily call out to God for help. But when you suspect you might be the cause of your own trouble, or worse, that God himself is disciplining you, how do you respond?
Surely he had anticipated their lives would be in danger. Would he now return to Canaan alone? And what would become of Sarai? Would he ever see her again? Had he completely misunderstood God’s plan?
The weather is getting hot (finally), so what better reason do you need to make up a batch of these gluten-free, buckwheat chocolate chip cookies? That’s what my mother said last night, and early this morning I heard the high speed blender grinding up buckwheat, and shortly after, the smell of freshly baked cookies wafted […]