'The Watchers: All Eyes Are On Him'

"He makes wars cease to the ends of the earth. He breaks the bow and shatters the spear; he burns the shields with fire. He says, “Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.” The LORD Almighty is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress" (Psalms 46:9-11)

It's been a strange season for me. Raising two kids on my own--obviously not God's original plan for any of us. But there we are. Single parents (mostly moms), at least in my town, seem to be the norm. Many kids here are raised by their grandparents. I never for one second believed that my kids and I would become a statistic.

Both my kids struggle with their faith even though both were raised in the church. I've come to the understanding that it's okay for them to struggle. They need to work out their own salvation. But recently I caught my hard-core-heavy-metal-drummer boy, who celebrated his 19th birthday in September, something that I thought he would never do.I have raised HE double hockey sticks with him and probably added to all the chaos.

So I went to the Lord with my complaints. "Tell me what to do Lord. Show me what to do with this kid. How do I set him straight." After all, I have friends in the OC Sheriff's department. How about call a few pastors and scare him straight.

I desperately flipped the pages of God's Word for a quicky answer. Nothing. Then I calmed myself and decided to read the next chapter of my daily devotion and this popped up. "Be still and know that I am God." Yes, but . . .

Have you ever tried to help God out? Did you ever believe your plan of action would work better? How did it work out for you. It didn't work out for me at all.

Okay, I'll be still and know that You are God.

Then my son spent a few days with me and brought his band members along. And yep, their issues walked right through my garage door into my house. Or maybe, just maybe, I've begun to blow things all out of proportion. Maybe I don't remember what that "stuff" smells like. Aha. We managed to keep the peace and I remembered to be still. Psalm 37 came to mind . . . trust in the Lord. As did Proverbs 5:3 . . . lean not unto your own understanding.

In any case, before they all woke up in the morning, I decided to make pannekoek (Dutch pancakes) for them. I think, subconsciously, it was my peace offering. Nonetheless, it's just my Monday Musings.

Pannekoek (it's good for the soul)

Basic Recipe
1 1/2 cups flour
1 cup milk
1 cup water
1 egg

1/4 teaspoon salt
Butter to fry pancake

Topping:
Mix 1 tablespoon cinnamon with 4 tablespoons sugar.

Preparation:

(This pancake mix is very thin, very runny)

Mix first five ingredients together until blended. Add butter to skillet over medium heat.
Pour in enough batter just enough to cover bottom of pan.
When bottom seems done, flip and continue cooking until done.

These pancakes will look like crepes but if done right they are even thinner. You can sprinkle the sugar cinnamon mixture on and roll or fold the pancake.

I made about 20 pancakes which the boys devoured. The singer said, "They were amazing. Funny, I had a dream that you were making pancakes."

And then, of course, they had fun blowing my ears to kingdom come. I would post one of their songs but I'm not ready to shock anyone yet. If you so desire though, you can check out his blog and introduce yourself to his darkness. Or should I say, shed some light over there. He calls it Arizona&Kake. And if you're the first person to guess why, I'll send you a copy of our cookbook, If I Can Cook It You Can Cook It Cookbook. Well, well, I had such a time with my Monday Musings.

Happy blog hopping, my friends.