Take every opportunity which your nearness provides to be speaking seriously to each other about the matters of God, and your salvation. Discussing those things of this world no more than required. And then talk together of the state and duty of your souls towards God, and of your hopes of heaven, as those that take these for their greatest business. And don't speak lightly, or unreverently, or in a rude and disputing manner; but with gravity and sobriety, as those that are discussing the most important things in the whole world.

Richard Baxter

CATEGORY	CUISINE	TAG	YIELD
		Non, Foods	4	Servings

INGREDIENTS

1	c	Cornstarch
2	c	Salt
		Enough water to make a thick paste

INSTRUCTIONS

Stir while cooking, and cook until stiff. Allow this to cool, and cover
with a damp cloth until ready to use. Coloring may be added before cooking
or when molded; let dry, then paint with water color.
HOW TO CARE FOR CLAY: Clay can always be broken up, dampened, and used
again - even after it has been painted. When it has been used, but has not
been allowed to become hard, poke holes in the clay with your finger or
with a pencil, fill these with water (to restore the original dampness) and
place in an airtight crock or in a galvanized pail with a tight cover. A
damp cloth placed over the clay will help to keep it moist until the next
time.
busted by sooz
Recipe by: Key Gourmet
Posted to recipelu-digest by sooz <kirkland@gj.net> on Mar 20, 1998

A Message from our Provider:

“The church is prayer-conditioned.”

He stripped off first one robe of honor and then another until, naked, He was fastened to the cross. There He emptied His inmost self, pouring out His lifeblood, giving Himself for all of us. Finally, they laid Him in a borrowed grave. How low was our dear Redeemer brought! How then, can we be proud? Stand at the foot of the cross and count the scarlet drops by which you have been cleansed. See the thorny crown and His scourged shoulders still gushing with the crimson flow of blood. See His hands and feet given up to the rough iron, and His whole self mocked and scorned. See the bitterness, the pangs, and the throes of inward grief show themselves in His outward frame. Hear the chilling shriek, “My God, my God, why hast Thou forsaken me?” (Matthew 27:46). If you are not humbled in the presence of Jesus, you do not know Him. You were so lost that nothing could save you but the sacrifice of God’s only begotten Son. As Jesus stooped for you, bow in humility at His feet. A realization of Christ’s amazing love has a greater tendency to humble us than even a consciousness of our own guilt. Pride cannot live beneath the cross. Let us sit there and learn our lesson. Then let us rise and carry it into practice.

C.H. Spurgeon