Thanksgiving-in-a-dish – We Love God!

CATEGORY	CUISINE	TAG	YIELD
Eggs, Meats			1	Servings

INGREDIENTS

		In a large mixer bowl
		combine sweet potatoes
		egg orange juice and
		Cinnamon Beat with an
		electric mixer on medium
		speed until smooth. Stir
		in
		Turkey {or chicken}. Spoon
		mixture into casserole
		dish. Bake uncovered in
375		Degree oven about 45
		minutes or till heated
		through. Serve with
		cranberry
		Sauce

INSTRUCTIONS

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A Message from our Provider:

“Perhaps it takes a purer faith to praise God for unrealized blessings than for those we once enjoyed or those we enjoy now. #A.W. Tozer”

Nutrition (calculated from recipe ingredients) ---------------------------------------------- Calories: 819 Calories From Fat: 13 Total Fat: 1.5g Cholesterol: 0mg Sodium: 30.3mg Potassium: 212.4mg Carbohydrates: 205.1g Fiber: 0g Sugar: 180g Protein: 0g

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