Taco Seasoning!

One of my favorite things to do is cook! Especially when I have the time for it :). One of our favorite meals (like anyone) is tacos! It's such an easy fall-back meal. However, if you've ever been in the store and picked up pre-packaged taco seasoning you will notice how much sodium it has. It has a gunk-load. In light of that, Kyle and I have been using a simple mix of spices to create our own taco seasoning. Not only is it delish, but it also has so much less sodium. It makes taco night more enjoyable and healthy. I thought I would share it here: 

1 Tbsp chili powder

1 Tbsp cumin

1 Tbsp garlic powder

1 Tbsp onion powder 

1/4 - 1/2 crushed red pepper (if you want some extra spice) 

Enjoy!

P.S. I received this from my mother-in-law, Mary Lou, back when we moved to Kentucky. 

Alma Mater, Hail!

Last night, our wonderful friends, Isaac and Cameron came over to hang out and to have a night of worship. Isaac led the group with his wonderful talents – it was a great evening, relishing the presence of Jesus in our space. Afterwards, Isaac sent me a song that he wrote and World Witness Team at Southwestern recorded last year. The song is called “We Pray” and Isaac wrote it a couple of years ago during a 48 hour prayer event. I remember the moment he told us about it and introduced us to it in the Fall of 2009. It soon became a favorite of many at SC (and it’s still my favorite today). I’ve been listening to the recording that he sent me a lot this morning, partly because I am avoiding writing a paper and most of all because I love it. It’s so anointed and beautiful. It takes me back to Southwestern every time.

As I sit here and listen to it I can pick out many familiar voices – Esther, Anna, Raisa, to name a few. It humbles my soul when I remember my time at Southwestern and all of the amazing people I was able to meet and befriend over the last 4 years. I see how the Lord used me in that space and formed my calling in such a profound way. I don’t know what my future looks like in terms of physical job locations, but, after listening to “We Pray,” I am reminded of my love for students. I am reminded of my appreciation for students who are so open to the Lord and his leading. I am reminded of my great leaders – especially Ashlee Alley and Martin Rude, who both encouraged and shaped me in great ways. I thoroughly enjoy where I am now, while also realizing that my time at Southwestern was a sacred time and space in history. Someday, I hope I can create this space for students at a college or university. My greatest wish is that Jesus would use me to create such a sacred space for students, where gifts and callings are wrestled with and discovered. I hope to create a space for beautiful things – anointed things, so that when my students are far, far away someday, and they hear a song that their fellow peer wrote and their friends recorded, they are taken back and ushered into a time of thankfulness before the Lord.

P.S. Hail My Alma Mater for being such a special place. I am so happy to be an alumnus! And my picture is from the Worship Outreach Compilation Album, and my best guess is this was when "We Pray" was recorded! I had to have Isaac, the song writer and music man extraordinaire in the pic! 

JUST an E-mail

Normally, I don't double blog. But, I HAD to share this. My mom sent me a random e-mail today that she still had in her inbox (for some reason????). I wrote this to her four years ago, right after I moved to Winfield to go to college. It features a special character! Let's just say it's really funny to see how things work out. Here it is. Just to put things in context -- I am e-mailing my mom back about some questions and about coming home for fall break.

Hello!

The test was iffy. But I studied for it, and the things that I didn't know weren't even in my study guide, so I don't feel so bad. Anyway, all together, I think I at least did adequate. Not perfect, but definately not horrible, I don't think, at least. and YES it's been raining around here since yesterday, and it's really cold. I don't mind the rain so much, I just don't like walking in it when it's freezing cold outside. It like never stops here though. Just rains. It's quite interesting, compared to Western Kansas.

and YES again, I am ready to come home and visit everyone. And relax. I am tired of all this studying and what not. It's lots of work. And, I was talking to my friend, Kyle Just. He lives in Leoti and we talked about riding home together for fall break, I figured I would ask you to save some money in gas and to have a friend to ride home with!! Except, I don't want him to go way out of his way, but he goes through Scott City, so I was going to see if Mallory would be in Scott on Friday and if I could be picked up there. Just thought I would see what's going on there. Let me know, so I can let Kyle know!

I have to have 20 hours of observation. I have like 5 and a half right now, I think. OHHH thanks for reminding me I need to e-mail Mrs. Steinmetz. DEFINATELY e-mail Erin and see if I can come visit Paige and Cole!! I want to see them before they move :(

The Cookies are good,

Molly

That's the Kyle I married!! HA! And, look at me being a whiny baby about all the work I had to do in undergrad. 

Funnies!

Doin' Peachy, Just a Little Preachy

I just thought I would write a quick update while I had a moment. One of the challenges of seminary (and probably any graduate school) is that time really does escape from you. I know this is silly, but it's hard to even pick up the phone to chat to lots of folks. So, it's great for me to be able to blog while I take a break from homework and connect with eons of people who are important to me! Thank you, digital world.

I wanted to share an experience that I had a week ago now. Two Fridays ago, the seminary hosted a free healing conference and brought in a woman named Judith MacNutt to speak and lead the conference. Her husband, Frances MacNutt, and her are the founders of Christian Healing Ministries. If you've ever been involved in counseling before, especially Christian counseling, you have probably heard of them. Anyway, the Thursday before the conference, I was talking with the lady I work with, Sarah, and I was telling her how I really wanted to go, but probably wouldn't because it lasted all day on Friday and I had homework to do. Sarah, who has been in the counseling field herself, told me that I needed to go. She was like, "Molly, the MacNutts created a whole new idea in counseling when they introduced their form of healing ministry. I can't believe she is here and she is free. You have to go." Well, I am easily persuaded, so I decided for sure that I was going to go.

Friday rolled around and the conference began. It was great! Judith talked about the different components of being in a healing ministry and then, right before we left for lunch, she asked people in the room who were in need of physical healing to come forward. Many did! She told us we were going to pray for their healing. So, the rest of us acted as prayer ministers. We began praying, and she led us. The cool part -- people were physically healed -- not everyone, but some. It was awesome. However, the point I really wanted to communicate in this blog post is one that concerns the whole church -- all of humanity, really. Towards the end of the conference, they had the Asbury Healing Academy and other prayer ministers come forth. Then, they invited all of us up, one at a time, to be prayed for (if we wanted to be prayed for.) At first, I wasn't going to go. I wasn't sick. And, going up to the front to be prayed for makes me feel pretty vulnerable. However, one thing that I heard God say to me loud and clear was: "Molly, no one here is whole. Not one person. Go receive prayer." So, I did. Then, when I got into the realm of my particular prayer ministers, I just started talking all over the place. I told them how I was experiencing some anxiety because of moving and because Kyle didn't have a permanent job yet and yada yada yada. The things everyone here seems to worry about. However, one thing that I didn't tell them is that sometimes the anxiety is so great that it actually makes me doubt my call. There are moments when I am like, "What the heck am I doing here? Maybe I am not supposed to be here." My humanness gets the best of me. So, back to the story. The ministers just start praying. They pray for wholeness and relief from anxiety and so on and so forth. BUT, then, one of them said, "God we pray against the enemy. We pray against the power he has to make Molly doubt her call. We pray against the power the enemy has to make her believe that she isn't meant to be here at Asbury." I didn't know whether to be like this: : O or like this: : D! The girl read my mind. Actually, let's just say the Holy Spirit was present. Most importantly, though, in that moment all I felt was a rush of freedom. Jesus healed a lot of people that day, but you know what, he also healed me. He freed me from something I didn't even realize I was trapped in. Today, you might think you're whole. But, you know what, you probably aren't. That's why we need Jesus. I don't want to be all preachy, but I am serious. Jesus is the only one that can make us whole. Amen and amen.

Until we communicate via my blog again, I hope this story gives you some encouragement! And, if you ever have the chance to experience a prayer conference with the MacNutts, please go!