Spaghetti Dinner

There are many things that I am willing to do to further the kingdom, and making a heaping amount of food is deffinately one of them.
I recognize that not everyone is as intense about doing whatever it takes to share the Gospel, I know I scare people and you know what I really am OK with that.
But what always makes me love my saviour more is seeing people who understand why we need to chop up two full bags of onions, or four stalks of celery an dopen endless cans of spagehtti sauce.
Tonight is a spagehtti dinner for Campus for Christ at Carleton, as part of their weekly meeting. I volunteered to do the food. I was intending to get the sauce ready last night, But at the last minute I was asked to attend a leadership meeting for my young adults group, I had a bit of a dilemma. I went over to the guys house, where i discovered three very willing volunteers, who are now in my good books and will get treats for as long as they want (but don't be greedy I don't like that).
When I left for my meeting, my heart was filled with joy and brotherly love, as I looked into my kitchen there stood three very hard working young men. Dave ski goggles on diligently cutting onions, Jon beside him also with ski goggles on cutting garlic and staying close to the bandaid box in case Dave cut himself. The goggles were to stop the onions from making them cry. And of course Ben openeing cans of mushrooms and preparing them to be fried.
It warms my heart just thinking about how available these guys were, I know that raspberry sqaures were not their motivation, I think there motivation had an eternal perspective.
More than that I am reminded about how blessed I am to have housemates who are willing to put up with me and help with prep. Running around telling people I needed lots of help, and she was right, moving spaghetti sauce from house to house at midnight. Not to mention scrambling to open all those cans of sauce and cleaning up after my mess so I could go to sleep and work today.
I think this just goes to show that you don't have to be a loud mouth, or confident in going up to strangers and telling them about Jesus. Even cooking in a kitchen and making spaghetti is part of kingdom builidng.
Tonight many bellies will be filled, and many new relationships will be formed. The spagehtti will get them into the meeting but Christ will nourish their souls and make them fishers of men.
Thanks again guys I couldnt have done it without you.

Bachorlerette Party

Well I am pretty sure that a lot of girls who went out to Christina's bacherlorette party were shocked and amazed.
All I have to say is, Thats My Girl!!!!
Mwahahahaha. All things considering it was a pretty tame girls night out, in the secular world things would have been much more raunchy.
The girls who came up with the ideas for the scavenger hunt, good job!!!
After eating and drinking at Cornerstone, she was adorned in old ladies langerie, painting her face like she was bozo the clown, we desended on the byward market. First task find a good looking guy and asking him, How do I look tonight is my make up ok? I grabbed my freind Alan who is a waiter at Cornerstone, and a very good sport, he told her she looked beautiful. You should have seen the unibrow they gave her with mascara!!!
Second task find a bald man and kiss his head, hahahahahaha. The first bald guy we see was with his wife, he was hesitant to let Christina kiss him, but his wife was not. She was all for it.... LOL!! Third task find a good looking guy get his phone number and then call him. We eneded up in the Hard Rock cafe and got the number of the bar tender. Next task get a guy to give you a piggy back, this one was hard cause no one would help poor painted Christina. The guy who finally did, spun her around, it was hillarious, good show old boy!!!
Our next adventure was to find a guy to help Christina practice walking down the aisle, Hello Subway and the bored employees there, they cranked the music and graciously lent us a hand.
The man on the corner by the Beaver tail shack with his guitar wonderfully sang to our blushing bride to be, ooo the beatles. Our adventures finally took us to some weird dance club, which was fun but strange. It was free to get in but there were not a lot of people there when we went, and the men who were there were creppy.
Well except for the hot bouncer cowboy, wooo wee honey!!! NO worries to all concerned readers I did behave myself.
All and all the night was good.
I know that some of the stuff that was said and done bothered a few girls, some were not comfortable dancing, everyone has a different comfort Zone, and though I was totaly comfortable with all that happened last night I know a few girls were not. And that is ok. I am just proud of you ladies who let yourself be forced on the dance floor, endured a few crude jokes, and watched Christina drink a few too many shots. You made the night more special for Christina cause you were there, drinking, joking and dancing aside, your presence in helping Christina celebrate her singleness and her up coming wedding is something she will never forget.

Banana Cream Pie

Hey Jong In
Just for you here is a Banana Cream pie recipe

INGREDIENTS:
3/4 cup white sugar
1/3 cup all-purpose flour
1/4 teaspoon salt
2 cups milk
3 egg yolks, beaten
2 tablespoons butter
1 1/4 teaspoons vanilla extract
1 (9 inch) pie crust, baked
4 bananas, sliced
DIRECTIONS:
In a saucepan, combine the sugar, flour, and salt. Add milk in gradually while stirring gently. Cook over medium heat, stirring constantly, until the mixture is bubbly. Keep stirring and cook for about 2 more minutes, and then remove from the burner.
Stir a small quantity of the hot mixture into the beaten egg yolks, and immediately add egg yolk mixture to the rest of the hot mixture. Cook for 2 more minutes; remember to keep stirring. Remove the mixture from the stove, and add butter and vanilla. Stir until the whole thing has a smooth consistency.
Slice bananas into the cooled baked pastry shell. Top with pudding mixture.
Bake at 350 degrees F (175 degrees C) for 12 to 15 minutes. Chill for an hour.
www.allrecipes.com

And for those who need chocolate
Chocolate Banana cream Pie
INGREDIENTS:
1 (9 inch) deep dish pie crust, baked and cooled
2 (1 ounce) squares semisweet chocolate
1 tablespoon milk
1 tablespoon butter
2 bananas, sliced
1 1/2 cups cold milk
1 (3.5 ounce) package instant vanilla pudding mix
1 1/2 cups shredded coconut
1 1/2 cups frozen whipped topping, thawed
2 tablespoons flaked coconut, toasted
DIRECTIONS:
Combine chocolate, 1 tablespoon milk, and butter or margarine in a medium, microwave safe bowl. Microwave on high for 1 to 1 1/2 minutes, stirring every 30 seconds. Stir until chocolate is completely melted. Spread evenly in pie crust.
Arrange banana slices over chocolate.
Pour 1 1/2 cups milk into a large bowl. Add pudding mix, and beat with wire whisk for 2 minutes. Stir in 1 1/2 cups coconut. Spoon over banana slices in crust.
Spread whipped topping over pie. Sprinkle with toasted coconut. Refrigerate 4 hours, or until set. Store in refrigerator.
www.allrecipes.com

anyone else have a request for recipe?
Sabs

A Camping We Did Go!!!

Well this was a fun filled weekend.
My Young adults group went camping, quite the advenutre. Although I am annoyed with the provincial park dude's who kept asking us to be quiet, I felt bad constantly asking the loud boys to talk in little voices, they really don't excel at this and I hate nagging at people, contrary to popular opinion.
Next time we go camping guys we should go some where were only the bears are complaining about our noise.
Anyway I had a lot of fun, it was restful, I didn't have to do much except paddle loco's behind around the lake. It was relaxing listening and steering. I am thinking of taking my office hours out onto the lake, that might even be more effective practice, I steer my clients talk...mmm...
Evertyhing went very well until Loco tried to hold my hand. Oh MY goodness. Dude if you ever do that again I am going to lose it even more than I did. No offence but loco touching my hand severly freaked me out. OY!!
To sum up our adventure here are the reasons I enjoyed this camping weekend.
1. all the food was purchased and organized by two guys, which meant there was an indepth focus on meat. And there were a lot of things we forgot, which is totaly cool cause that meant we had to improvise a lot, eggs get scrambled instead of fried, we use water instead of milk, and fish fry baskets become toasters, and a good way to cook thick pieces of pork chops faster is to add water to the pan. No plastic containers to put things in, no problem. Leave it in the pot and stick that in the cooler, works like a charm.
2. Conversations that had nothing to do with hair or makeup, these are things that really do not interest me. If you saw me in person you would understand.
3. I got to canoe, ahhh something I haven't done in way tooo long.
4. I slept through most of the drama, ignorance is bliss.
5. I saw three deer this weekend, very cool, just reminding me how amazing God is.
That was our adventure!!
hey loco I think our YA group needs a blog, what do you think?

What will they do when I am gone...

It's funny how I have gained a reputation for baking so quickly. It's awesome, besides the fact that i rock at it, baking is such an artistic release for me.....
MMMMMM yes I can bake and some of my guy freinds (Jer) can eat.
I get little witty emails from some people like where is my cake? or Where is my pie? or Cut into squares and chill. Wait for Blimpy to devour.
It's a good thing that my self esteem doesn't depend on how people react to me, otherwise it would be built on raspberry squares and chocolate chip cookies. Cause these things don't last, trust me I know cookies disappear from my freezer so often its Ridiculous.
I often wonder if when some of the guys look at me they see a giant bowl of cookie dough, or a nanimo bar. When you look at me do you see chocolate and peanut butter or do you see me a real person.
I am human, I have feelings, and I do more than make treats. Yes I love baking, and I enjoy it even more when others can partake in my culinary skills. But I am a person please when you look at me see more than coconut and butter cream icicng.
Ask me how I am doing not where is my pie. Take an intereste in who I am more, and yes you will recieve treats, but from a happier less cranky Sabs.
To end this rant, boys think towards the furture, when I move next summer what will you do without my cookies. I hear funny comments about me discipling one of the girls to bake for you. Have a I got a surprise for you, that may not work.
So boys start preparing yourself for me to leave, and if you are interested I can teach you how to bake yourself so when I am gone you will have cookies.
But please miss me for me and not for my cookies.;) (jokes)

My Call

To start with I am not going to name the place I feel God calling me too since this is a public blog, and well I like to be safe. If you know me I am referring to this country as the star, I am not sure why I picked this name but meh I did. God will reveal why....

So I feel called to go the country of the Star, and last night I met with a young lady who is from that country, we will call her mouse, cause ahh we saw a mouse at the coffee place we were at last night. So mouse and I were talking about the Star and how difficult it is to be a woman there. How the attitude of the men there really needs to change. I don't think I need more reasons to go, lets see what are the reasons I have been given so far...
Laws against choosing Christianity, open assault on women, closed minded attitudes of a society against women. If a women is attacked it's her fault not the guys. Children starving, AIDS raging, people hurting. So many people hurting. I can't sit around anymore and pretend like I am ok with that, Nope deffinately not.
I am not ok with people hurting, within themselves and eachother. The people of this country are not hurting eachother cause they think its fun, a man doesn't abuse a woman cause he thinks it's fun, deep down inside he is trapped in a different way than the woman are.
As Christians are we really paying attention to the hurt that is in this world. Some days I think we hide in our comfortable bubble of peace and tranquility, good paying job, loving family, solid church, I don't need more than that. That's just it you don't need more you should give more. It's not even about money, we have gifts that could help so many people in this world, love compassion, encouragement. There are people in this world who have never heard that they are special, or loved, there are people who have never been shown what Grace is, who have never heard a kind word and can't look anyone in the eye. And what are we doing about it????
People are my passion, and sometimes I get really excited about people. It hurts me to see someone with hurt and anquish in their eyes, but I love when I tell them they are beautiful and their face just lights up. Was that the first time someone told you that? Mmmm maybe it's been a while. Why, why do we wait for someone else to say hi to us, why not be the first. When our loving creator looks down on us from Heaven what does He see?
Are we happy with what He sees?
Some days I'm not.
I really don't care where God sends me, I just need to go!!! More than that though I want to see anquish in the eyes of other people disapear, the eyes are the window to the soul, have you looked deeply into the eyes of the people around you? Is there something missing in them? Can you see Jesus in them? I want to.......
This is just a rant, not meant for condemnation, or to cause you to feel guilty, but to think, am I doing enough? I often ask myself that and honestly I can say NO I am not doing enough!!!
And that is why I need to go, cause there are millions in the star starving spiritually with no hope in sight.
Jesus is Hope!! He is my Hope!!

Why Did I start a blog

Why did I start a blog?
Cause truthfully I just wanted to make smart allic remarks on Jer's page and in order to do that I had to sign up myself.
I would be quite surprised if I even type more than one entry. I have difficulties returning phone messages and emailing people, this shall prove to be interesting.
It's not that I don't thing this is fun and all... cause really I am so full of excitment right now...
I just really don't have a lot of time. Well if you guys make it interesting to blog I may just continue and surprise even myself by writing more than one entry.
Sabs