Name: Peanut Butter Fudge #03
Ingredients: 1 Box (16-oz) powder sugar; 1 cn (5.25-oz) evaporated milk; 1 Jar (12-oz) skippy peanut butter (use creamy or crunchy); 1 Jar (7.25-oz) marshmallow fluff; 1 Glass cold water

In John 13 the point was that, if an individual Christian does not show love toward other true Christians, the world has a right to judge that he is not a Christian. Here (in John 17:21) Jesus is stating something else which is much more cutting, much more profound: We cannot expect the world to believe the Father sent the Son, that Jesus' claims are true, and that Christianity is true, unless the world sees some reality of the oneness of true Christians.

Francis Schaeffer

CATEGORY	CUISINE	TAG	YIELD
Dairy, Grains		Candy	16	Servings

INGREDIENTS

1		Box (16-oz) powder sugar
1	cn	(5.25-oz) evaporated milk
1		Jar (12-oz) skippy peanut butter (use creamy or crunchy)
1		Jar (7.25-oz) marshmallow fluff
1		Glass cold water

INSTRUCTIONS

In a tall sauce pan mix the sugar and milk over medium heat. Bring to a
boil, stir constantly and start timing. After 7 minutes (timing is
everything), take a bit of the mixture and drop it into the cold glass of
water. If it forms a ball it is done. If it does not you need to cook it a
little longer. Please don't overcook the mixture otherwise the fudge will
come out dry and crumbly. Take the saucepan off the heat source and mix in
the peanut butter and marshmallow fluff. Then pour the mixture into a
greased pan. Let cool and cut into squares.
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