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Lunch and Life


 
The human body needs to consume food on a regular basis in order to sustain itself. Likewise, the spirit of a human being needs to consume spiritual food. And just as a person (for the most part) chooses what food they put in their mouth, we also have a choice as to what we decide to feed our spirit with.

So today for lunch, I decided to hang out with God. It’s something I don’t do as often as I should, but when I do, he spoils me with amazing revelations of his Word, and it makes me wonder why I lose motivation to read my Bible regularly.

For lunch, I read Romans 4-6. I was reading through the three chapters trying to make sense of what Paul was telling the Roman church. Everything was sinking in, but I didn’t feel as if I was coming away from it with mind-blowing revelations.

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I feel like I’ve neglected this blog a little bit. I’m trying to think of some interesting things that have happened to me lately, but I realised that my life’s been as boring as watching paint dry (has anybody ever done that?).

One slightly exciting thing that has happened, though, is that two weeks ago, today, I got my green P’s!

No, not those peas.

Not those, either. But at least, the little guys look like they’re celebrating with me!

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Let your ‘Yes’ be ‘Yeah’, and your ‘No’ be ‘Nah’

Greetings fellow Earthlings! I come to you, after many eons since my last visit, to bring you news of mediocre significance — the story of my life.

Phewwwww, what a lame intro, Danica. Only aliens talk like that, and it hasn’t been that long since your last visit, since you posted last week. Duh.

Anyway, I’ve been up to the usual, ordinary, day-to-day stuff. Bein’ a couch potato and the like. Sleeping in, stayin’ up late. You know the drill. Here are some stories;

You may have read my previous post about my churro-making fail where I blabbed about how I made churros with an icing pump which resulted in my churros looking like French fries. If not, then go read that first because it’s sort of an intro to the story I’m going to share now.

Tonight, I decided to make churros with my brand new piping bag. And with cimmanin (I didn’t have any cinnamon when I made my French churros)! Of course, I used the same recipe as before. I didn’t wanna risk ending up with too many leftovers, so this time, I only doubled the recipe for my family.

It was a million times easier to push the dough out of the piping bag rather than the icing pump. I guess it was because the piping bag was made of a much more flexible material than that of the pump. I got a little too excited squeezing out the first five or so churros that they ended up being quite long. And there were some that I burnt on one side because I had forgotten that they had been frying in the pan for a while already. No matter. I’m happy with the result and they were pretty darn delicious.
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