Cafe Cappuccino Mix – We Love God!

When Jesus died, He died as my representative, and I died in Him; when He arose, He rose as my representative, and I arose in Him; when He ascended up on high and took His place at the right hand of the Father in the glory, He ascended as my representative and I ascended in Him, and today I am seated in Christ with God in the heavenlies. I look at the cross of Christ, and I know that atonement has been made for my sins; I look at the open sepulcher and the risen and ascended Lord, and I know the atonement has been accepted. There no longer remains a single sin on me, no matter how many or how great my sins may have been.

R.A. Torrey

CATEGORY	CUISINE	TAG	YIELD
		Beverages, Copycat, Mixes	18	Servings

INGREDIENTS

1/2		instant coffee 3/4 cup sugar 1 cup non, instant coffee 3/4 cup sugar 1 cup nonfat dry
1		cups of mix.

INSTRUCTIONS

milk 1/2 tsp  dried orange peel -- (1 bottle) Mash orange peel with a
mortar and pestle. Stir ingredients together. Process in a blender
until powdered. Use 2 Tablespoons for each cup of hot water. Makes
about 2  Posted to MM-Recipes Digest V4 #1 by "John Weber"
<hdbrer@ibm.net> on  Dec 13, 98

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The average person in the world today, without faith and without God and without hope, is engaged in a desperate personal search throughout his lifetime. He does not really know where he has been. He does not really know what he is doing here and now. He does not know where he is going. The sad commentary is that he is doing it all on borrowed time and borrowed money and borrowed strength; and he already knows that in the end he will surely die! Man, made more like God than any other creature, has become less like God than any other creature. Created to reflect the glory of God, he has retreated sullenly into his cave; reflecting only his own sinfulness. Certainly it is a tragedy above all tragedies in this world that man, made with a soul to worship and praise and sing to God's glory, now sulks silently in his cave.

A.W. Tozer