Name: Peanutty Fruit Grill
Ingredients: 12 sl White bread; Butter; softened; 1/2 c Smooth peanut butter; 1/2 c Crushed pineapple; well drained; 1 c Cranberry orange relish

Godly sorrow and worldly sorrow. The first one leads to life, but the latter shoves us into a spiritual grave. Worldly sorrow only bemoans getting caught or weeps for what was lost. It never grieves for the wrong committed. Godly sorrow produces different results. When we experience godly sorrow, we are deeply grieved for the wrong we committed. We desire to ask forgiveness, to repair the damage, to make reparation for the harm done; not merely to protect ourselves from pain or regain what we didn’t want to give up. In a word, we repent.

Charles Swindoll

CATEGORY	CUISINE	TAG	YIELD
Grains			1	Servings

INGREDIENTS

12	sl	White bread
		Butter; softened
1/2	c	Smooth peanut butter
1/2	c	Crushed pineapple; well drained
1	c	Cranberry orange relish

INSTRUCTIONS

These "Savory Sandwiches" are from the September, 1974 issue.
Butter both sides of bread. Combine peanut butter and crushed pineapple;
spread evenly on 6 slices of bread. Top peanut butter mixture with
cranberry orange relish. Close sandwiches with remaining bread slices.
Grill on both sides until golden brown. Cut in half and serve hot. Garnish
with celery sticks and carrot curls. Makes 6 sandwiches. Posted to EAT-L
Digest  by Cecilia <elric01@IMPERIUM.NET> on Sep 1, 1997

A Message from our Provider:

“Death: the end of excuses, the beginning of eternity”

When the loss of any temporal enjoyment casts us into excessive despondency and dejection it is evident that what we have lost, was the object of our inordinate love. The most innocent attachments cease to be innocent, when they press too strongly upon us! To cleave to any created object, and to look for happiness from it – is to make an idol of it – and set it up in God's place. Should this object be a friend, a brother, a wife, or a child, the idolatry is still odious in the eyes of that God, to whom we owe our chief affection. Our warmest passions, our most fervent love, desires, hopes, and confidences should always have God for their object. It is His desire that our happiness should not center in any of the good things of this life.

John Fawcett