Friday, August 14, 2015


We made these three cakes recently.
I made this one for Independence Day.

I made this coffee pecan cake for Mom and Dad's 30th anniversary.

It was a joint effort to make this Hugs and Chips Cheesecake.

Priscilla made this key lime pound cake.
Hope you have a great day.


Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Be a Man

                                                                       “Be a Man”
Recently I was with a group of friends and one of the young men in the group told an account of eating extreme spicy food. The story went something like this: He was at a restaurant with a friend and ordered chicken. His friend got some ghost pepper extract (which, by the way, is one of the hottest foods humans can eat). He dipped a piece of chicken into the pepper, and, handing to my friend, said, “Be a man.” He ate it and reaped the agonizing consequences.
Isn't there a better way to prove you're a man? So called manly proofs these days include drinking alcohol, doing drugs, smoking, being foolish while driving, or joining a gang. Why not prove you are a man by helping an elderly lady cross the street, opening the door for a busy mom, helping a needy neighbor, or standing up for what's right? Instead of forcing a beer down your throat in front of your friends just so they know you're a “man”, let them know you'd rather save your mind and be wise in your alcohol consumption.
You may be the only one standing up for godliness, and you'll probably be made fun of or even lose friends, but this is the real way to “be a man”, and you will reap the joys of heavenly rewards. Second Timothy 2:15 says, “Study to show thyself approved unto God, a workman that needeth not to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth.”

So eat the hot sauce of persecution and “be a man.”

Saturday, August 8, 2015


When I was 4 years old, my third oldest brother, Micah, fell about 20 feet from a tree and broke his leg, ruptured his spleen, crushed his vertebrae, and got a hole in his lung. As if that wasn't enough, while he was at the hospital, the doctors found out that he had leukemia. Though some parents would have gone in despair, Mom and Dad turned to God for their strength.
For the next 4 years Micah battled cancer and all the hardships that go with it. It would have been easy for him to give up on God and blame Him for the suffering, but Micah did any thing but that. In fact, he gave glory to God and was an encouragement to others in his sickness. He was a great jokester and we remember many funny things he said and did.
We prayed a lot that God would bring healing to Micah, and He finally did. On December 17th, 2005, God brought Micah home to complete health and eternity with Him.
I can't wait to see Micah in heaven, but what's even better than that is the fact that I will see Jesus, my Saviour, in heaven.
Micah with Lydia, Birthday mates.