Sunday, January 24, 2010

Comfort food

Comfort food. What comes to mind when you hear those two words? For some it is cheesy dish of macaroni or a thick beef stew. For others it is something as simple as yogurt and granola or a bowl of favorite cereal.

For my hubby and I, it is curry. The smell of curry is comforting, Tim told me today as lunch simmered on the stove. "I know it's going to be good if it smells like curry," he exclaimed, always sure that anything with curry powder has to be good.

Today I tried out a new Indian dish: Chicken Korma.
E.x.c.ellent. Feel free to experiment!

Chicken Korma
(by Jemima Madhavan), courtesy of Taste of Home

1 large potato, peeled (if desired) and cut into 1/2-in. cubes
1 large onion, chopped
1 cinnamon stick (3 in.)
1 bay leaf
3 whole cloves
1 Tbsp. canola or olive oil
1 lb. boneless skinless chicken breasts, cut into 1/2-in. cubes
1 garlic clove, minced
1 tsp. curry powder
1/2 tsp. minced fresh gingerroot or equivalent of ground ginger
2 medium tomatoes, seeded and chopped (or 1/2 can of canned diced tomatoes)
1 tsp. salt
1/2 c. plain yogurt

Place potatoes in a small saucepan and over with water. Bring to a boil. Reduce heat; cover and cook for 10-15 minutes or until tender. Drain.

In a large skillet, saute the onion, cinnamon, bay leaf and cloves in oil until onion is tender. Add the chicken, garlic, curry and ginger; cook and stir 1 minute longer. Stir in the tomatoes, salt and potato.

Cover and cook for 10-15 minutes or until chicken is no longer pink. Remove from the heat; discared cinnamon, bay leaf and cloves. Stir in yogurt. Serve with rice if desired.

Every bite was like heaven for me. Next time I will double the recipe so we have leftovers!

Today our house church meeting was really wonderful. Every Sunday I am blessed by the family community of our fellow group members. They are so authentic and genuinely full of love. This morning what really spoke to me the loudest was Jesus' love for us in his walk to the cross. He did not offer up one word of protest or complaint or even claim to innocence when condemned before Pilate. He kept quiet out of submission and love. He willingly gave himself up for us. How precious is He.

May this week be full of blessing.

Tuesday, January 19, 2010



I miss my baby boy when he's in bed at night.
Most of the time...
My heart feels ready to explode with love for this baby boy.
I feel disheartened.
A lot of times...
my faith is weak.
I feel disullusioned with prayer.
it feels like said prayers hit a wall.
I feel that I could be doing so much more.
Most of the time...
I have to be content with being a mom and realizing that is a lot.
All the time...
I know that I need Jesus.
my hubby surprises me.
All the time...
I learn new things about him.
All the time...
Life is changing.
Most of the time...
I am on board.

Some of the musings of my heart.
Que Dios les bendigas.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Day by every day

Happy 2010!

In the past year:

-We moved (Dec. '08) and began to transition to life in a new city (Lancaster).
-I started a new job as secretary at Mission New Life Drug & Alcohol Counsel and began to use my Spanish again :).
-Our first baby was born, Elisha Aaron, on May 18.
-I turned 21 and left juvenility behind.
-We took trips to Washington, D.C., Ohio, and Boston, Massachusetts.
-We've delighted in watching Elisha grow and learn every day!
-We started a new house church for the northeast end of the city with four other wonderful couples and truly feel like a family and community!
-Tim got a new job at the Picture People and discovered his inner photographer.
-After completing a semester at community college, Tim decided personal training is his passion and plans to pursue certification this spring!
-Elisha has gone from sleeping the majority of the day and not being able to do anything for himself to sitting up, trying to crawl, interacting with us and showcasing his personality, babbling, and getting into everything around him!
-We've spent a lot of quality time with family (mostly Tim's) and enjoyed watching them enjoy Elisha.

As I look back on this year and how fast each day goes by, I can't help but think about the importance of each day. It may seem the days go by in a blur, but each one matters to the Lord. Every day, it matters to Him what we do, even when our daily happenings may seem trivial. I pray that this year I will work harder at making every moment count. Here is to another year in God's love and grace.