Empty Tombs

Currently Drinking: Chock Full'o'Nuts coffee

Currently Listening: The Civil Wars

This weekend, we were introduced to a delightfully delicious way to celebrate on Resurrection Morning. For years, our family has turned from the traditional western easter weekend rituals, choosing instead to honor the Lord's fulfillment of Passover. So, as the mother of a fun-loving family, I have been on the lookout for easter basket and egg hunt replacements. This one has been my favorite so far.... Empty Tombs!

You'll need melted butter, marshmallows, cinnamon, sugar (brown or white), a crescent roll can, and an oven set to 400 degrees...

Jesus was pure and without sin; spotless just like this marshmallow (and children really loved Him too!). Even though He was perfect, He chose to take on our sins and died upon a cross...

His body was then anointed with a mixture of myrrh and aloes (butter)...

and with spices (cinnamon and sugar).

He was wrapped in clean linen (crescent roll dough)...

and placed in a tomb. 

Three days later, when his friends came back to the tomb, they found it empty for He had risen.

Risen Indeed!

Rising from the Xanga Ashes...

Currently Drinking: illy original blend.
Currently Listening: Johnnyswim

Ah, here we are; a wee little blog to document and process the day to day events of a housewife... a housewife/mother/musician/teacher/soap-maker/herbal-medicine-manufacturer/chicken-farmer/gardener/and all around good girl... as least, I endeavor to be all these things.

In an effort to regain the once-strict regimen I once maintained; I am resorting to a few creature comforts that I miss... one of them being a weekly blog entry. You'd be surprised how cathartic a blog can be when you have a disposition like mine- one that craves a creative release on a frequent basis.

This blog comes with a guarantee to contain none of the following:
1.)sarcasm
2.)venting
3.)cynicism
4.)political opinion.

I come in peace, and we can all get along.

I do, however, unabashedly promise to blog about coffee, chickens, and children. Perhaps in that order.