Went and gave my testimony at Genesis women's center tonight, there where 4 rededications!

1 pound lean ground beef, Cook and drain your hamburger. 1/2 cup milk 1 egg 2 cloves garlic, minced 1/2 teaspoon salt 1/2 teaspoon dried oregano leaves, crushed 1/4 teaspoon pepper 1/2 cup ketchup 1/2 cup chopped sweet onion 1 small can (6 ounces) sliced black olives, drained 1 1/2 cups shredded Monterrey Jack cheese 2 tablespoons finely chopped fresh parsley 1 uncooked pie crust Combine the ground beef, milk, egg, garlic and seasoning in a bowl; blend well. Press the beef mixture evenly on the bottom and up sides of a 9-inch pie plate with a uncooked crust in it. Layer with the ketchup, chopped onion, olives, and cheese. Bake in a preheated 400° oven for 30 to 35 minutes. Sprinkle with the parsley and cut into wedges. Serve cheeseburger pie hot.

2 teaspoon(s) extra-virgin olive oil 1 medium onion, sliced 4 large portobello mushrooms, stems and gills removed, sliced (see Tips & Techniques) 1 large red bell pepper, thinly sliced 2 tablespoon(s) minced fresh oregano, or 2 teaspoons dried 1/2 teaspoon(s) freshly ground pepper 1 tablespoon(s) all-purpose flour 1/4 cup(s) vegetable broth 1 tablespoon(s) reduced-sodium soy sauce 3 ounce(s) thinly sliced reduced-fat provolone cheese 4 whole-wheat buns, split and toasted Directions Heat oil in a large nonstick skillet over medium-high heat. Add onion and cook, stirring often, until soft and beginning to brown, 2 to 3 minutes. Add mushrooms, bell pepper, oregano, and pepper, and cook, stirring often, until the vegetables are wilted and soft, about 7 minutes. Reduce heat to low; sprinkle the vegetables with flour and stir to coat. Stir in broth and soy sauce; bring to a simmer. Remove from the heat, lay cheese slices on top of the vegetables, cover and let stand until melted, 1 to 2 minutes. Divide the mixture into 4 portions with a spatula, leaving the melted cheese layer on top. Scoop a portion onto each toasted bun and serve immediately.

Meat Loaf Cupcakes 2 eggs, beaten 2 lb lean (at least 80%) ground beef 1 cup panko crispy bread crumbs 1 small red onion, finely chopped 1 tablespoon coarsely chopped fresh Italian (flat-leaf) parsley 2 cloves garlic, finely chopped 2/3 cup ketchup 2 teaspoons Worcestershire sauce Salt and pepper Mashed Potatoes ~ 6 large potatoes, peeled, cubed 1/4 cup herb butter 1/4 to 1/2 cup milk Salt and pepper 1 Heat oven to 350°F. Spray 18 regular-size muffin cups with cooking spray. 2 In large bowl, mix Meat Loaf ingredients until well combined. Divide mixture evenly among muffin cups, pressing mixture down firmly. 3 Bake 35 to 40 minutes or until meat thermometer inserted in center of loaves reads 160ºF. Cool slightly in muffin cups. 4 While loaves are baking, in 3-quart saucepan, place potatoes in generously salted cold water. Heat to boiling. Reduce heat; cook potatoes until fork-tender. Drain; return to saucepan. Add butter and 1/4 cup milk; mash until creamy and smooth, adding more milk as necessary. Season with salt and pepper. Make sure mashed potatoes are creamy and smooth so they can be piped onto meat loaves. 5 Place potatoes in 10-inch decorating bag without tip. Starting at outside of loaf and in circular motion, pipe potatoes onto each meat loaf. If desired, garnish with additional parsley and or bacon bits~ Remove from muffin cups.

The loudest worshiper in our church was also the one everyone wished would stay quiet. She said things like “Amen!” and “Thank you Jesus!!” No one else in the room spoke that freely....ever. She was new and different and joyful. One Sunday I saw the woman in front of her turn around and stare. Not a curious look either... A hard one. She spun around every time that woman opened her mouth. It beat me to the punch. My first thought was not celebration. It was embarrassment. I worried visitors might think we were strange. The pastor met with her at the request of the deacons. She kept right on praising every week after that. One morning she shouted “Thank you Jesus” during a point that cut right to her heart. Half the room tightened up. I noticed many shift in the pew as if praise had no place in a sanctuary. The room grew quiet. She stayed loud. That was when it hit me. She was not interrupting the service. She was interrupting our tradition. And the real problem was not her voice. It was my fear. I had been more worried about our comfort than her worship. I worried about appearances more than Scripture. More worried about preserving the style of the room than letting joy break into it. Maybe God did not send her just to test the church. Maybe he sent her to wake me up. Because every church takes notes. Not on the sermon outline. On the hearts of the people in the pew. I learned that day that quiet can be a tradition. And sometimes God puts one loud saint in the room to remind you what praise is supposed to sound like. Let your church be the place where joy is welcomed instead of managed.