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Posted on 11/10/2004 12:47:40 AM PST by JustAmy
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PORK AND SWEET POTATO DINNER
3 lbs. boneless pork loin
4 sweet potatoes, peeled
2 med. size apples
1/4 c. apple juice or white wine
2 tbsp. brown sugar
1/2 tsp. apple pie spice
1 tsp. salt
Cube the pork and the sweet potatoes in serving sized pieces. In a skillet, brown the pork cubes. Add sweet potatoes. Core, slice and add the apples. Blend apple juice or white wine, brown sugar, apple pie spice and salt. Pour over the top. Place lid on skillet and simmer until tender, about an hour.
OR
CROCK POT METHOD:
In the bottom of the crock pot place apple slices, then sweet potatoes, then browned pork cubes. Pour combined juice, spices and salt over the top. Place the lid on and cook on low speed for 8-12 hours. Makes 6 servings.
Read: Romans 2:17-24
Do you see that faith was working together with his works, and by works faith was made perfect? —James 2:22
Bible In One Year: Jeremiah 48-49; Hebrews 7
Often we Christians are urged not just to "talk the talk" but to "walk the talk." The same advice may be expressed in these words: Don't let your behavior contradict your professed belief. At other times we are admonished to be sure that life and lip agree. If our conduct doesn't harmonize with our confession of faith, however, that discrepancy nullifies the testimony of the gospel which we proclaim.
As far as we can know, Mahatma Gandhi never became a Christian, but he made a statement that we who follow Jesus would do well to ponder. When asked to put his message into one short sentence, he replied, "My life is my message."
Certainly we should explain the gospel message as clearly as possible. Yet the clearest explanation isn't going to win hearts for our Lord unless His love is embodied in our lives. To quote the apostle Paul in 1 Corinthians 11:1, "Imitate me, just as I also imitate Christ." And holding himself up as a pattern, he wrote in Philippians 4:9, "The things which you learned and received and heard and saw in me, these do, and the God of peace will be with you."
Pray, then, that like Paul we may live out our saving faith before the watching world. —Vernon Grounds
*hugs to you*
Darn, I can't figure out how to post this wonderful photo with President Reagan and his quote about the Marines (I've seen it on FR before too)... My brother just sent it. It's Happy Birthday to Marines today (10 November 1775).
Mornin', everybody ! Happy Wednesday!
54 degrees right now, headin' for around 73. A Pacific front and a Canadian front move through today and late tonight, so our nice weather turns cooler for a few days .....
Have a cup while you Freep !
The little things are what hold the big things together.
229 Years. Happy Birthday.
Did you know that today is also the 29th anniversary of;
The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald
The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
Of the big lake they called 'Gitche Gumee'
The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
When the skies of November turn gloomy
With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more
Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty.
That good ship and true was a bone to be chewed
When the gales of November came early.
The ship was the pride of the American side
Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin
As the big freighters go, it was bigger than most
With a crew and good captain well seasoned
Concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms
When they left fully loaded for Cleveland
And later that night when the ship's bell rang
Could it be the north wind they'd been feelin'?
The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound
And a wave broke over the railing
And every man knew, as the captain did too,
T'was the witch of November come stealin'.
The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait
When the Gales of November came slashin'.
When afternoon came it was freezin' rain
In the face of a hurricane west wind.
When suppertime came, the old cook came on deck sayin'.
Fellas, it's too rough to feed ya.
At Seven P.M. a main hatchway caved in, he said
Fellas, it's been good t'know ya
The captain wired in he had water comin' in
And the good ship and crew was in peril.
And later that night when his lights went outta sight
Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald.
Does any one know where the love of God goes
When the waves turn the minutes to hours?
The searches all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay
If they'd put fifteen more miles behind her.
They might have split up or they might have capsized;
May have broke deep and took water.
And all that remains is the faces and the names
Of the wives and the sons and the daughters.
Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings
In the rooms of her ice-water mansion.
Old Michigan steams like a young man's dreams;
The islands and bays are for sportsmen.
And farther below Lake Ontario
Takes in what Lake Erie can send her,
And the iron boats go as the mariners all know
With the Gales of November remembered.
In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed,
In the Maritime Sailors' Cathedral.
The church bell chimed till it rang twenty-nine times
For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald.
The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
Of the big lake they call 'Gitche Gumee'.
Superior, they said, never gives up her dead
When the gales of November come early
Gordon Lightfoot
Allergies. Headache day started Monday night. I'm still celebrating. We have not had a hard freeze yet.
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That is a wonderful poem. I don't think (or remember) I've heard it before.
Thank you for sharing it with us. I think we had some early gales of November last week. :)
It's Gordon Lightfoot's song from 1976 about the loss of the Edmund Fitzgerald on Nov 10, 1975. Don't you remember it?
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