Fruit-filled Muffins – We Love God!

CATEGORY	CUISINE	TAG	YIELD
Fruits, Dairy, Vegetables, Eggs		Fruits, Muffins	12	Servings

INGREDIENTS

2/3	c	Milk
2	c	Bisquick
1	T	Vegetable oil
2	t	Sugar
1		Egg
1/4	c	Fruit preserves
2/3	c	Confectioner's sugar
4	T	Water

INSTRUCTIONS

Heat oven to 400 F. Grease bottom of 12 medium muffin tins, or line
with paper baking cups. Stir milk, oil and egg in medium mixing bowl
until blended. Stir remaining ingredeints( except fruit preserves and
glaze) just until moistened.Divide batteer among cups. Drop 1 level
teaspoonful fruit preserves in center of each cup. Bake 13-18 minutes
until golden brown. Cool slightly, remove from pan. Stir sugar and
water in small bowl until smooth. Drizzle on muffins.  From Gemini's
MASSIVE MealMaster collection at www.synapse.com/~gemini

A Message from our Provider:

“No one has been misunderstood like God”

The masculinity I appreciate as a wife is of far greater value than wealth-earning power. It’s a masculinity that is unashamed of the gospel which is the power of God (Romans 1:16). The unashamed masculinity I enjoy in my home leaves a legacy that is more enduring than prolific fertility. It’s masculinity that fervently loves others from a heart that has been born again, born not of seed which is perishable, but imperishable. True masculinity is reborn through the living and abiding word of God. The unashamed masculinity I love to follow in my home is far more impressive than macho pride. It’s masculinity that is willing to take the painful shrapnel in the battle against his own sin, rather than run from sin and hide in the comfort of silence. It is a masculinity that willingly exposes its life to the iron-sharpening-iron of open and honest male accountability relationships. The unashamed masculinity that guards the hearts in my home puts away rash, cutting words that pierce like a sword. My husband’s Christ-honoring masculinity understands the power of words, and he uses words to bring healing to me and our children. The unashamed masculinity I cherish in my home is such that fixes its eyes on Jesus and turns its eyes away from all the vain things of this world that hold a potent charm over other men. My husband’s Christ-honoring masculinity flees from promises whispered by a hiss. The unashamed masculinity I need in my home is concerned that others find their delight in God. Nothing quite says, “I love you” to me than when my husband is willing to humbly stand up to the things I pursue that obstruct my everlasting joy in God. His loving masculinity reassures me of Christ’s atonement made on my behalf, and of the privilege I have to boldly approach the throne of grace. Unashamed masculinity has less to do with how many horses a man owns, or how fast he can run. Unashamed masculinity is about what a man does with the gospel. Where can you see this unashamed masculinity? You see it whenever a man has peered into the empty tomb and found new motivation to lay down his own life to spread the gospel into the souqs of Casablanca, into the office spaces in Dallas, into the cafes in Geneva, into the shantytowns of Mumbai, into the barrios of Sao Paulo, and into the universities of Toronto.

Gloria Furman

If the professed convert distinctly and deliberately declares that he knows the Lord’s will but does not mean to attend to it, you are not to pamper his presumption, but it is your duty to assure him that he is not saved. Do not suppose that the Gospel is magnified or God glorified by going to the worldlings and telling them that they may be saved at this moment by simply accepting Christ as their Savior, while they are wedded to their idols, and their hearts are still in love with sin. If I do so I tell them a lie, pervert the Gospel, insult Christ, and turn the grace of God into lasciviousness.

C.H. Spurgeon