We read with awe about Christian soldiers and martyrs, how they fought unceasingly whether exhausted, starved, faint, or afraid, and we wonder if we could do the same or if we’d give in to fear and weakness. We wonder if we’ll ever be put to such a test.
The answer is yes, we are constantly tested in this way whether we realize it or not. A major period of testing comes when we go to prayer. Prayer can be a battle as serious and important as any recorded in history. It’s our chance to show God what kind of soldier we are, how sincerely we desire His help and guidance, and how much we love Him. It is a battle to pray when we’re not inclined to pray, when were too tired to pray, or when we have no time to pray. When we’re exhausted, sleepy, in pain, or weak we can ask God to be satisfied with a few words spoken in His behalf after we’re under our covers or we can be brave and prove we’re worthy soldiers of our Lord. And if we desire to be one of His mightiest soldiers, the ones who defend the front line, then we might kneel when we hurt too much to kneel, walk to a trysting place when we’re too tired to walk, and pray in faith when defeat and fear run rampant through our life.
In a minute’s time we can prove to ourselves and God what kind of soldier we are. If this were the only battle the Lord gave us, isn’t it a worthy battle?
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Miracle Food or . . .
My daughter just sent me this wonderful gift—a king-sized container of organic, extra virgin coconut oil. According to all the press it’s been getting lately it’s a real miracle product—a snowy-white, guilt-free oil with unlimited health benefits. Taken internally it’s said to help lower cholesterol, aid with diets, immunity, healing, digestion, and stress, strengthen bones and teeth, and give relief from pancreatitis, liver and kidney problems, heart diseases, high blood pressure, diabetes, HIV, and cancer. Externally it’s used for skin care, hair care, and is even said to stimulate hair growth. Hopefully they meant “head” hair since it’s also in my tanning lotion.
Now, before I go further I’ll explain a little of what I learned about coconut oil. My daughter sent it to me in early spring—and my house is very cold that time of year. The oil was hard, so hard I had to use a knife to chip off a piece of the oil. I soon discovered that when the oil was warmed to a more moderate temperature it had a soft creamy texture, and when warmed slightly more it turned liquid.
Upon my first taste of the oil I fell in love with it. It was delicious! I could eat it right out of the container. With a smidgeon of sugar it would taste like pudding. I discovered it’s also fantastic as a butter or margarine substitute. I tried great gobs of it on top of a biscuit and it was incredible.
Finally I tried it in my cooking—a no-bake cheesecake mix. Usually I eat the filling and toss away most of the graham cracker crust because it falls apart. I cause that problem myself because I use olive oil instead of margarine, but this time I tried my new coconut oil for the crust.
I melted the oil, prepared the crust, and put the pie in the refrigerator to chill. An hour later, when it was time to serve desert, I wasn’t able to cut it. I tried my sharpest knife to no avail. At one point I became so frustrated I tried stabbing it in hopes it would break. I stupidly stabbed the knife through my finger and had to leave and repair that damage. When I returned to my cheesecake I tried sawing the crust with a serrated blade knife and was finally able to break off the individual pieces and serve them.
Success! For the first time ever I was able to hold a slice of pie in my hand and have it stay together while I ate it. And the amazing thing about it was it lost its brittleness as soon as it entered my mouth. It melted on my tongue, the most delicious cheesecake I’d ever eaten.
Now that I understand the oil, and truly believe it contains at least a few of the virtues they’ve ascribed it, I have only one big problem:
I’ve had poor circulation all my life. For eight months of the year my hands, feet, and other assorted parts of my anatomy stay icy—or at least the exact temperature of my surroundings. I also have tiny veins. I don’t doubt the articles that say coconut oil is good for your cholesterol, but I can’t help but wonder what would happen if I used coconut oil in the winter? Is it going to travel in my blood down to my cold feet and hands and other cold body parts? Am I going to freeze up in some weird position at some point? If I suddenly pass away, and don’t have time to get prone and straight, how will they get me into the casket? What if my legs were bent or if I died sitting in a chair? Does anyone have an answer? In a few months it will be winter again and . . . and I do love this coconut oil.
Now, before I go further I’ll explain a little of what I learned about coconut oil. My daughter sent it to me in early spring—and my house is very cold that time of year. The oil was hard, so hard I had to use a knife to chip off a piece of the oil. I soon discovered that when the oil was warmed to a more moderate temperature it had a soft creamy texture, and when warmed slightly more it turned liquid.
Upon my first taste of the oil I fell in love with it. It was delicious! I could eat it right out of the container. With a smidgeon of sugar it would taste like pudding. I discovered it’s also fantastic as a butter or margarine substitute. I tried great gobs of it on top of a biscuit and it was incredible.
Finally I tried it in my cooking—a no-bake cheesecake mix. Usually I eat the filling and toss away most of the graham cracker crust because it falls apart. I cause that problem myself because I use olive oil instead of margarine, but this time I tried my new coconut oil for the crust.
I melted the oil, prepared the crust, and put the pie in the refrigerator to chill. An hour later, when it was time to serve desert, I wasn’t able to cut it. I tried my sharpest knife to no avail. At one point I became so frustrated I tried stabbing it in hopes it would break. I stupidly stabbed the knife through my finger and had to leave and repair that damage. When I returned to my cheesecake I tried sawing the crust with a serrated blade knife and was finally able to break off the individual pieces and serve them.
Success! For the first time ever I was able to hold a slice of pie in my hand and have it stay together while I ate it. And the amazing thing about it was it lost its brittleness as soon as it entered my mouth. It melted on my tongue, the most delicious cheesecake I’d ever eaten.
Now that I understand the oil, and truly believe it contains at least a few of the virtues they’ve ascribed it, I have only one big problem:
I’ve had poor circulation all my life. For eight months of the year my hands, feet, and other assorted parts of my anatomy stay icy—or at least the exact temperature of my surroundings. I also have tiny veins. I don’t doubt the articles that say coconut oil is good for your cholesterol, but I can’t help but wonder what would happen if I used coconut oil in the winter? Is it going to travel in my blood down to my cold feet and hands and other cold body parts? Am I going to freeze up in some weird position at some point? If I suddenly pass away, and don’t have time to get prone and straight, how will they get me into the casket? What if my legs were bent or if I died sitting in a chair? Does anyone have an answer? In a few months it will be winter again and . . . and I do love this coconut oil.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
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James Writers blog is the blog home of three writers: Jean James, Mary James (aka Mean Mary), and Frank James.
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