Job 33 I use my mother's hand thrown stoneware bowl; she gave it to me when Gram's pink Pyrex bowl broke. Mom's bowl is taller than Gram's old Pyrex, so kneading the dough is a bit tricky. But I don't knead the dough anymore - I have gained bread wisdom since the first rough loaves … Continue reading The Taste of Bread
Women of the Word
Worship In The Dust
New Year, New Morning Job 1 "O dear Friend, when your grief presses you to the very dust, worship there!"C. H. Spurgeon We came from dust. Our bodies will die and decay and return to dust. Once or twice a week, a good housekeeper runs a soft cloth over her furniture to remove the thin … Continue reading Worship In The Dust