Ozark Oddments: He is Risen!

Sunday, April 12, 2009

He is Risen!

He is risen! Indeed!

He rose, yes indeed He did! but they didn’t.

In a few hours, after the church service is over, we will gather at the fellowship hall to share a meal. I will be bringing various vegetables. For sure, sweet onions roasted with balsamic vinegar, perhaps Brussels sprouts in a sauce of onions and mustard, or maybe mixed vegetables with red Thai curry paste.... hard to decide.

And I decided to make rolls. I bake bread. I bake a lot of bread. At least once a week I make...

pita bread...

or flat bread...

or French bread...

and time after time it turns out just fine. Making rolls should be a no-brainer.

Perhaps I have no brain. I don’t know. The "brown and serve rolls" I made yesterday from my tried and true Betty Crocker cookbook -- the cookbook I got as a wedding present in 1971, did not turn out very well.

Unlike our Savior, they did not rise up. They just sort of sat there. They are definitely "brown." They are, in fact, lumpy, brown balls. They taste great though. Nobody will eat them. And I will bring them home and get out the...

and the...

and none of the calories will count.

1 comment:

The Weaver of Grass said...: Sometimes I make bread - sometimes it rises - sometimes it doesn't - but it always tastes better than bread bought from the bakers and that is all that matters!; 12:10 PM

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Thoughts to ponder

Most of us go through life so absorbed in the cocoon of ourselves that we rarely stop to consider the other. Of course, we think that we do; indeed, we may pride ourselves on our capacity for empathy; we may be considerate and thoughtful in our dealings with others, but how often do we stand before them. so to speak, and experience what it is to be them?--Domenica Macdonald

The Unbearable Lightness of Scones, by Alexander McCall
Smith

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Living is like tearing through a museum. Not until later do you really start absorbing what you saw, thinking about it, looking it up in a book, and remembering -- because you can't take it in all at once. --Audrey Hepburn

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I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all, I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.--Agatha Christie

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Life can be wildly tragic at times, and I've had my share. But whatever happens to you, you have to keep a slightly comic attitude. In the final analysis, you have got not to forget to laugh.--Katharine Hepburn

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One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and, if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words.”
― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Wilhelm Meister's Apprenticeship

"Two people... told me that the word "Christian" would turn people off. I wouldn't mind if to be a Christian were accepted as being the dangerous thing which it is. I wouldn't mind if, when a group of Christians meet for bread and wine, we might well be interrupted and jailed for subversive activities. I wouldn't mind if, once again, we were being thrown to the lions. I do mind, desperately, that the word "Christian" means for so many people smugness, and piosity, and holier-than-thoughness. Who, today, can recognize a Christian because of "how those Christians love one another"?--Madeline L'Engle, "A Circle of Quiet"