Thanks, Aunt Libby, for the yummy cookie recipe, I look forward to trying it. (See her recipe in the comments in the post below.)
We had a good Sunday morning service and a yummy Sunday dinner. (If I have to say so myself. Ha!)
~Phillip had invited a fellow pastor friend to preach for our Sunday evening service. We had a good service and a pretty good crowd in spite of the rain. Then after the service the pastor friend, Erdmin, his wife Maria, and our friend John and his 3 children came to our house for a Sunday evening dinner. I was CONCERNED for I had put my lasagna into bake in the oven on LOW at 2:30 but on the way home coming down the mountain from our church there was a wreck that blocked the road and we couldn't get past for about 25 mins., making the long trip home even LONGER. (You have to picture this...Here EVERYONE decides that he wants to go AT THE SAME TIME...so you get a huge mess of cars and buses in EVERY DIRECTION trying to get through a tiny spot...with everyone BEEPING wanting the next person to move. It could be comical if you weren't in one of the cars waiting for SOMEONE to go.) Then later on a motorcycle wrecked a few cars ahead of us...but we didn't see that, just realized at that LAST minute that the car in front of us (who had NO LIGHTS ON at night) was STOPPED! The Lord helped us as we SKIDDDDDDED to a stop just missing their car. All this time I was VERY THANKFUL FOR GOD'S PROTECTION, and praying HARD that my lasagna would not be over-baked. We arrived home at 7:30 or so and Thank the Lord, my lasanga was just fine! We had a great visit and a fun time with our guests.~
~Sitting around visiting while I put the food on the table.~
~The girls making the orangeade for our dinner.~
~Our dinner guests and the fall table that we had fun making. We each had individual butter dish, and our own fall place card. I served French bread, lasagna, a yummy raw cauliflower salad, homemade grape juice and orangeade to drink, and "Pilgrim pies" for dessert. They LOVED my french bread...which made me very happy. You see, Colombians LOVE bread...but NOT with their lunch or dinner, only as a breakfast or snack food, so I was glad that they ate nearly 2 loaves of my french bread. A Colombian cultural thing:
As we were passing the tray of sliced French bread around...our friend John asked me if I knew what Colombians called the "Heel" of the bread? He said that they call it, "The Mother-in-law, because no one wants it."
I don't agree, because I LOVE MY MOTHER-IN-LAW and the Lord willing some day I'll be a mother-in-law, and I want to be loved then also. =)~ ~And for dessert we had "Pilgrim Pies"...yummy pumpkin cookies with a cream cheese frosting in the middle. (can you tell some one already "snitched" a cookie from my tray? =)~
~Our friend Maria holding Elijah.~
~Maria, Elijah and I.~
The Lord gave us a good Sunday, in spite of it being the rainy season now with MUD everywhere around our churches. We THANK GOD for His protection and help!