Honey-glazed Soybeans – We Love God!

Future worry is overwhelming. There’s a reason. We don't have grace today for tomorrow. One of Satan's simplest tricks and most effective devices is to draw our attention to things we can do nothing about. There’s nothing worse than a crisis that can’t be fixed. If our hours are spent with thoughts of tomorrow’s problems, which are not accessible today and which we know we cannot touch with today’s resources, we are doomed to worry. And worry wears us out… [Yet] our calling is today. It’s not that we don’t think of tomorrow, but it must consistently be filed under “future grace.” The tide of confidence in God's sufficiency must wash out worry. In fact, it’s a command. “Do not be anxious for tomorrow.” To go there is to disobey a directive from the One who holds every moment in His hand.

Jim Elliff

CATEGORY	CUISINE	TAG	YIELD
Grains		La, Times	6	Servings

INGREDIENTS

1	lb	Frozen soybean pods
		edamame
		Salt
3	T	Honey
2	t	Cinnamon

INSTRUCTIONS

Cook beans in salted boiling water until beans easily pop out of pod,
6 to 8 minutes. Drizzle beans with honey, then sprinkle with salt and
cinnamon and toss lightly. Place under broiler and broil until honey
caramelizes, or turns dark brown, about 10 minutes. Set aside to cool
and serve. To eat soybeans, open pods like peanut shells and pop them
into your mouth. Discard shells. Yields 6 servings.  Each serving: 144
calories, 798 mg sodium, 0 cholesterol, 5 grams  fat, 17 grams
carbohydrates, 10 grams protein, 1.55 grams fiber  Recipe Source: Los
Angeles Times - 11-22-1998  Formatted for Mastercook by Lynn Thomas -
dcqp82a@prodigy.com  Converted by MM_Buster v2.0l.

A Message from our Provider:

“If it doesn’t lead to Jesus, it doesn’t lead to God”

The next time your heart is indifferent toward sin, think for a moment of what sin cost your Savior on the cross. Think about His lacerated back ripped open to the bone from the Roman scourge. Think how He suffered for a breath of air as He extended His bloody body up the vertical beam of the rugged cross. Think about the splinters that dug deeper into His freshly cut wounds with every movement. Think about the large spikes that pierced His hands and His feet penetrating deeply into nerve endings. Think of the slow suffocation as Jesus hung there in the nude, mocked by the onlookers. Jesus didn't die for His own sin; He died for ours. '[He was] pierced through for our transgressions… [He was] crushed for our iniquities' (Isa. 53:5). Does the love of Christ compel you to turn from that which brought Him unspeakable anguish?

Randy Smith