peanut butter pie

I love that when people are sick, have loved ones that pass away, or have babies, our church always provides them with meals for a few weeks. Recently, I made this pie for just that reason, and I had forgotten how amazing it really is. I got this recipe from my friend Jennifer, who I believe combined two recipes-- one of which is the Pioneer Woman's.

It's a really simple pie to make, and it's really easy if you go the simple route and buy the Oreo crust pre-made. I always like to make mine, but I am sure the store-bought one is just as good.


Peanut Butter Pie

Preheat oven to 350 degrees for crust.

25 whole Oreos
4 T. butter, melted

1 c. creamy peanut butter
1- 8 oz. package softened cream cheese
1 c. powdered sugar
1/2 can condensed milk
8 oz. Cool Whip

Crush the Oreos until they are fine crumbs (I put mine in the food processor).
Pour melted butter over the top, and stir with a fork to combine.
Press into pie pan, and bake at 350 degrees for 5-7 minutes or until set.
Remove from oven and allow to cool completely.

Beat peanut butter, condensed milk, powdered sugar and cream cheese in a mixer until smooth.
Add in the Cool Whip and beat until smooth, scraping the sides of the bowl as needed.
Pour filling into crust, evening out the top.
Chill for at least one hour before serving.



the night where the stars shine brightest

As I already mentioned in this post about "The King's Speech," this is what I'll be doing all night tonight...

It's the most wonderful night of the year.


the king's speech

A few weeks ago, Mat and I went to see "The King's Speech." And with the Academy Awards airing Sunday night, I had to let you know what I thought about the movie.

TKS is nominated for several Oscars: Best Picture, Actor in a Leading Role, Actor in a Supporting Role, Actress in a Supporting Role, Art Direction, Cinematography, Costume Design, Directing, Film Editing, Music, Sound Mixing and Writing (Original Screenplay).

I absolutely loved the movie. I love Colin Firth. I loved Geoffrey Rush. I love Helena Bonham Carter.

I love the costumes and the sets.

I really loved the story.

The movie is the story of King George VI of England, who has a speech stutter that traps him in fear. After his brother suddenly abdicates the throne, King George, otherwise known as Bertie, assumes the role of King of England. With the help of a "doctor", Lionel Logue, King George has to work to overcome his fear and his stammering voice.

The movie is slow, but not painstakingly slow. It is thoroughly enjoyable and pleasant. You cannot help but to cheer for the dear King.

If you haven't seen it yet, it's completely wonderful. Go catch it before Sunday night!

Other movies nominated for Oscars that I highly recommend:
The Fighter
The Social Network
True Grit

All of these are phenomenal, phenomenal films. The film industry had a great year.


juli+kody | valentine's day photos 2011

I made a few photos for some friends of ours for their Valentine's Day cards. Juli loves Valentine's Day, so instead of sending out Christmas cards this year, they sent out Valentine's Day cards. Juli and Kody are such a cute couple, and I loved getting to work with them. More than that, I love to call them friends.










friday randomness

Afternoon, folks! It's been a crazy week for me, and I am completely ready for the weekend. I'm voting we move to a four day work week and have three day weekends every week. Who's with me?

On another note, I discovered The Civil Wars Pandora Station this week, and I can definitely sense a much happier mood in my office. Try it for yourself!

Mat's been on a trip with Dr. Mohler this week, and I've been trying to get my house back in order for him to come home. Last weekend, we had three boys stay with us for a conference at SBTS, and since then, I just haven't been able to pull it together.

Right before Mat left, he looked at my kitchen sink that was literally so full that I had dirty dishes stacked up on the counter, and he said, "I'm excited about leaving so I can give you a chance to get these dishes done." Thanks, sweetheart. And, yes, I did get them done. Well, most of them.

I went to the dentist earlier this morning, and you wouldn't believe what the man told me. I have five cavities. That's right-- FIVE. As in, A LOT. This came as quite a shock to me-- a girl who brushes, flosses and uses floride mouthwash at least twice a day. I think I'm going to have to get a second opinion. Have any of you ever had trouble with dentists telling you you had cavities when you didn't? Speak up!

I was at Target yesterday in the check-out line when I looked behind me and remembered that I wanted to look for a black watch. I didn't really think to look at Target, per se, but the jewelry section was there, and I thought why not? I came away with this bad boy...


Not bad for $12.99, huh? It's not a high-quality watch (obviously), but it will do for now.

Enjoy your weekend!


romans 12:15


The longer my husband and I work in ministry, the more I learn what ministry is all about.

Sunday morning as I sat in my usual seat on the second pew on the left side, my mind couldn't help but think of what a church family was all about.

Right behind me over my left shoulder was Fannie, whose sister's husband had just died the day before. I would look over at Fannie and I'd see small but meaningful tears flowing down her cheeks. I hugged Fannie's neck when I had come in to the sanctuary on Sunday morning, and she said that Gale, her sister, just kept asking those tough "what if" questions about her husband's death. My heart broke.

In front of me in the choir sat Mrs. Robena, whom you've heard me talk about before. Mrs. Robena was celebrating her 80th birthday this week. Her daughter (who is also our church pianist), Bernice, had asked everyone to surprise her by mailing her birthday cards. Bernice wanted her sweet mom to receive 80 cards for her 80th birthday in the mail. I got word tonight that Mrs. Robena got 95 cards in the mail this week.

Behind me to my right sat Mrs. Ruth, who is absolutely the most "go-getter" of an 84-year-old that I've ever known. Mrs. Ruth fell (running to the phone, I might add) a few weeks ago and broke her collarbone and a couple of ribs. Mrs. Ruth was glowing because she was able to come back to church for the first time in several Sundays. Mrs. Ruth has never looked so cute in her fire orange fitted hat from Germany-- a souvenir she bought on a trip with her husband many years ago. Mrs. Ruth proudly told me she'd felt well enough to sit at the kitchen table and continue writing her memoirs this past week.

And then after church, I was observing Bro. Tuck, an 87-year-old widower in our church, and his best friend, Mrs. Martha, who is a widow herself. Bro. Tuck and his deceased wife and Mrs. Martha and her deceased husband were all best friends before the Lord took Mrs. Tucker and Mr. Bishop home. Now, Bro. Tuck lovingly and carefully takes care of Mrs. Martha by bringing her to church and saving her seats at church fellowships. I'll never forget Bro. Tuck saving Mrs. Martha a seat at the Fall Festival, and when she asked him if the seat was saved for anyone, he replied, "Yes, it's saved for the most beautiful woman in the world, so I guess that means it's yours!" My heart is overjoyed.

And all those sweet people (and many more) help me to realize what church is all about.

I weep with those who weep. I weep with Gale, who is missing her husband tonight even as I type. I weep with Fannie, who weeps because she can't not cry when she thinks about her sister hurting. I weep with others in our church who have grandchildren battling cancer and estranged spouses and court battles over custody of their children. I weep with all of them.

And I rejoice with those who rejoice. I rejoice with Mrs. Robena, as she celebrates 80 years of life and many, many years of devotion to Sunnyside Baptist Church and to the Lord. I celebrate with energetic Mrs. Ruth who is so excited about just getting to come back to church that she can't contain her laughter. I rejoice with Bro. Tuck and Mrs. Martha as the Lord has given them each other (in a very special, different kind of way) to finish their lives here on earth together. I rejoice with them.

Romans 12:15 says, "Rejoice with those who rejoice. Weep with those who weep."And this past Sunday, I was able to live out just one more truth about the family of God: we're all in this together. Of course I hurt when Fannie hurts-- we are a part of the same body.

The people at Sunnyside Baptist Church are my family. I love them so much, and our love is different from the love that comes from DNA or heredity. Our love comes from a different kind of DNA-- the blood of Christ. I praise God for His creation of the family of Himself. Praise God that we get to live life together. Praise God that He doesn't require us to live the Christian life alone. Praise God that He cares enough for us to put people in our lives to comfort us.

Praise God that we can rejoice with those who rejoice, and weep with those who weep. Praise God. Thank you, Jesus.


SSMT verse 4

My fourth verse for the SSMT is...

"Likewise, wives, be subject to your own husbands, so that even if some do not obey the word, they may be won without a word by the conduct of their wives, when they see your respectful and pure conduct."
-1 Peter 3:1-2



a numb heart and thoughts about death

Every day, at least 150,000 people die all over the world.

Do you know what happens three days after all those deaths occur?

Nothing. Three days later, those people are still dead. Their bodies still lie in their graves. Mothers still weep. Children still cry. Friends still grieve, and spouses still mourn. Three days later, those people are still dead.

Yet, the world keeps spinning. And each day, 150,000 more people die.

Sometimes, my mind cannot seem to fathom scenes from the cross. I've heard the precious words of the Gospel so many times that I believe my heart becomes numb to all it means. Jesus Christ came to earth, lived, ate, walked, slept, wept, loved, breathed, healed, laughed, taught, lead, prayed, suffered, died, and rose again. And that's the beauty of the cross: a man once dead is alive and well today.

Or is it?

I think the true beauty of the cross is not just that a man who was dead is now alive. Because, if you think about it, Lazarus was once dead, but Jesus raised him from the dead. Now, I know what you're thinking-- Jesus never died a second death like Lazarus did. But maybe the miracle of the cross isn't just that a man who was dead is now alive. Maybe there's more to it...

I believe that the true meaning of the cross-- the true beauty of the cross-- is that GOD HIMSELF came to earth, GOD HIMSELF lived among sinners, GOD HIMSELF died on the cross, and GOD  HIMSELF rose again.

The Trinity. Three in One. The Father. The Son. And the Holy Spirit. HE came to earth...TO EARTH...and lived AMONG us. AMONG US! A people of sin and wickedness and filth. God-- holy, perfect, infinite, God lived among sinners. It's mind blowing.

The miracle of the cross isn't just that a man suffered. The miracle of the cross is that GOD suffered. GOD bled and died for the sins of many. GOD was mocked. GOD was beaten. GOD was tortured. 

GOD was victorious. GOD rose from the grave.

And when I think about the cross- GOD's cross-- in that way, then my heart isn't numb anymore. Anyone who understands the simple complexity of that cross cannot be one who owns a numb, beating heart. There's a realness to that cross. And that realness causes my heart to break for the sins I've committed, but that same realness causes that same heart to rejoice in a Savior.


Hallelujah, what a Savior!

"Therefore, as one trespass led to condemnation for all men, so one act of righteousness leads to justification and life for all men. For as by the one man’s disobedience the many were made sinners, so by the one man’s obedience the many will be made righteous. Now the law came in to increase the trespass, but where sin increased, grace abounded all the more, so that, as sin reigned in death, grace also might reign through righteousness leading to eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord."
-Romans 5:18-21


SSMT verse 3

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My third Siesta Scripture Memory Verse is...

"The people who walked in darkness
have seen a great light;
those who dwelt in a land of deep darkness,
on them has light shined."
-Isaiah 9:2