Dear Kitchen Saints,
I lost my best writing yesterday and so I am sending this to Annie to SEND to you. One of my points of yesterday's lost writing was that the teaching of the Titus Mother in Chapter 2 is chapter 2 verse one. BUT YOU MUST TEACH WHAT AGREES WITH SOUND DOCTRINE.
Dear Mothers,
I went to help my mom on Saturday with her wash and vacuuming. Anyway, we had pizza and a fresh salad for lunch. Mom kept saying how good the salad was and I got to thinkin' about it and why it was good.
Dear Mothers,
Last evening for supper, I fixed Jim's favorite old-fashioned gravy. I haven't made gravy since my beloved passed to heaven. But I made a good dinner last night and the gravy tasted so good. What a comfort food!
Dear Mothers,
Jill R. on the letters group came to visit yesterday. I loved our visit. What fun! The whole thing was a riot. Before Jill got here, I had to walk Olivia, age 4, to preschool. When I got home I had to go to the store. My house was a mess but I had to go to the store before Olivia got out of preschool. Anyway, when I got home, I ate lunch and had to rest. I was so tired. As I laid on my couch to rest, I could hear cars outside and I thought, "Oh, dear Jesus, my house is in shambles. Anyone who stops here will think I never do any work." I had Baby Rose the night before until 8:30 and, oh, my carpet was needing to be vacuumed in the worst way. And then I actually hear someone come upon my porch. I froze in panic. Thank God, it was Jill and not someone I hardly knew.
Dear Mothers,
Good Morning! Baby David comes at 11:00 this morning so I will write a bit. I am a bit late getting to my writing this morning as I had to pray and seek the Lord this morning, more than usual.
Dear Mothers,
Oh, it rained last night and I could watch it through my window in bed. I love the rain and it makes me sleep so good.
Good Morning!
Ya know, I get into a lot of trouble when I come against lady preachers. But lately, had I not had this discernment and telling it like it is, I would be wallowing in such confusion. I just praise the Lord that I don't have to be confused. Anyway, back to homemaking.
Good Morning Dear Kitchen Saints,
I am up early this morning fixin' oatmeal and coffee.
I have been wanting to write about homemaking for days now, it seems. What is the spirit of homemaking to you ladies? For me, the spirit of homemaking is a spirit that inspires me to make a home.
Dear Sisters of Liberty,
Down with Feminism! Yaaaay! BOOM! Let the Revolution begin. We are declaring war upon the Jezebel spirit. We want our rights as True Bible Christian stay at home mothers.
We don't want any so called Christian feminist trying to get us to go on Religious Womens Retreats. We wanna stay home and fix supper. Down with packaged mixes -- we wanna cook and bake from scratch.
We don't want to go out and lay around with men who aren't our husbands. We want one husband for life and we want to raise our own children and not give them to daycare.
Well, I won't be able to write much this morning. Jim is off work and we have to go to the store when he wakes up. I am looking forward to a day with Jim. I need it.
I have a writing rollin' around in my head about a Homestead Kitchen. Ya know, Homestead just means like where a home is. Like the word bedstead a place for a bed. And, ya know, if any of we girls went to a cabin in the woods, it would look a lot like our own house? I mean, we would be taking all of our own things, right? So there is a fine line between where we live now and where we would live.
