I Corinthians 10-14
In Numbers 11, the one congregation with the honor of living in the visible presence of YHWH, whined. The Heavenly Father cares for His children, they refuse to trust him, and Moses is stuck in the middle of it. As we age and grow into new roles, the different sides of this debacle become more understandable.
At one point, we can’t believe that the people who witnessed such miracles could doubt YHWH’s provision. At another, we sympathize that living over a year without our beloved garden produce could be quite sad, particularly in desert conditions. They had expected to be in the land of milk and honey by this time, after all. (Sucks to be idolaters.)
We’ve witnessed murmuring spread and stir large crowds; a little dark complaint grows like yeast through entire conventions of thousands of people.
Then, like Moses, we experience the frustration of trying to grapple the responsibility of helping brethren reconcile to their Maker again.
We have small children who doubt our commitment to care for them. No matter what we have done for them before, or the good things we are trying to give them now, only the first thing that strikes their fancy will satisfy them. Some parents, like YHWH, give children their selfish wants and allow them to experience the consequences.
Then we look at ourselves and know that we often fret over things our Loving Creator has dealt with, has chosen to give us, is already protecting us from, or knows isn’t as important as the great works He is inviting us to participate in.
Yes, there are plenty of angles in the Old Testament drama to consider and apply today.
I know what soy does. Though I knew soy was in these products, I “treated” myself. In the last week I ate the Beef Jerky, the chocolate ice cream, and the mayonnaise. I love mayonnaise…
Here is today’s reminder why the hypothyroidism symptoms are stronger today: David Wolfe Ugh.
Even though I have a quilted curtain project and a pretty chrocheted shawl in progress, I started cross stitching and embroidering, too. We need a Craftaholics Anonymous in our county!
Take a look at this pattern!
If you have any allergies, sensitivities, or an autoimmune disorder, it’s sad to walk through a candy aisle. Gluten can be pretty straightforward to avoid sometimes, but corn, high fructose corn syrup, sugar, toxic sugar substitutes, nuts, and soy are absolutely difficult to avoid. You may wind up eating no chocolates or candy bars, period.
I am trying my darndest to avoid soy, but I cannot find chocolates or desserts without it. Even tapioca pudding has soy lecithin! When I searched for soy-free chocolate online, I found $5 bars. That didn’t include shipping, either.
Saddest discovery of all was that my absolute favorite, Lindor truffles, all have soy. So I’ve been making my own. They even melt in your mouth as beautifully as those store-bought truffles I love!
The basic gist is to blend equal parts of coconut oil and cocoa, then add desired flavors. Too much cocoa makes it bitter, too little is weak, and no one I know relishes the taste of plain coconut oil. Try to get a coconut oil that is as unprocessed as possible. Brands like LouAnna favor bright white appearance, at the cost of making their product rancid and lacking full health benefits. ShurFine baking cocoa suits me, but if you can afford high quality or even organic, get it.
Okay, let’s get to it.
- 1/2 C Coconut Oil
- 1/2 C Baking Cocoa
- 1 T Raw Honey or Pure Maple Syrup
- Pinch of Pink Himalayan Salt
Optional additions like Sea Salt, Chili Pepper, or a few tablespoons of Coconut Milk are nice, too.
Fill a bowl with boiling water, and set your mixing bowl on top of that, or use a double boiler.
Whisk all ingredients together in the warm mixing bowl. Spoon into ice cube trays and flash freeze. Dump into a container and keep refrigerated.
You don’t have to sacrifice health to enjoy the good things. Make the good things better! Have fun experimenting!
Thanks to Lesley Rubinoff, “The Holistic Health Genius” for getting me started on this idea.
Thanks to “Safta,” I have been hooked on essential oils for upwards of seven years. This month I finally became my own member, so I got the Young Living starter kit. Whoo, I am impressed!
That’s not all of it. I got a beautiful diffuser as well. It’s set on “candlelight flicker” and filling the room with Raven for respiratory support. A brush fire to the west has been burning for a week now, so we could use it!
At last I gave in and did that oily thing where you sit still and label the lids of all your bottles so you can find things more easily.
Huh. How shall I label this one? Highest Potential…
I had every oil in my possession on one table at once. That’s when I realized I had a “problem.” It’s puny compared to many collections, but it’s far more than I thought we had!
You don’t know how many oils you have with some of them scattered beside diffusers, in bathrooms, the living room, in your purse, in the medicine cabinet, and by the kitchen sink. Yes, now I see the depth of my addiction. I can’t say I’m sorry!
Now that I’m an official Young Living Member these days…
If you have questions,
Or want a membership of your own,
Get in touch via my Facebook page at Drywitlass!