Grace, you’re such a doll. I love you…and hope you’re having a good day at school today.
Hello! How are you today? I hope you are well and enjoying your day so far. I just put Seth and Sarah to bed for nap time and finished up some homemade applesauce. I have an “apple cider” candle burning on the table, right next to a bouquet of autumn leaves that we picked this morning. It smells sweetly of apple in the house.
It’s an apple-day here today because yesterday after church we went and got some nice ones from the apple farm that we visit every year.
The lady had two huge apples up by the register. She said the orchard guys brought them in to show her. They were bigger than I’d ever seen.
We bought several varieties of apples, a warm apple pie, a dozen freshly-made donuts, frosted pumpkin cookies, honey, and fudge.
Seth and Sarah sat with me outside this morning as I began peeling…..and peeling…..and peeling. I honestly should get one of those apple/peeler/corer/slicers that they say work so well. I peeled some of the skin off my thumb knuckle. Seth tried to help but he’s still too little. They both took little nibbles out of a lot of the chunks before I threw them in the pot. It’s sunny and windy, a very pretty fall day, good for hanging clothes on the line (which I am also busy doing; tackling the laundry mountain).
I finished up the peeling inside, at the table. I left Seth and Sarah eating their lunch here (in chairs sitting nicely) as I took the scraps down to the chickens. When I came back I found them……….
….under the table having a great time. One of the joys of each day is watching these two develop into best friends. They do everything together.
I put a little sugar, vanilla, lemon juice, cinnamon, and nutmeg into my homemade applesauce.
The butter is out because in a little while I am going to bake a big pan of my Aunt Mary Ellen’s apple crisp. Oh, my fat!
Bubbling applesauce. It tastes that much better, homemade, with a thick, almost creamy consistency. You close your eyes and say a dreamy, ‘mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm’
My soul is delighting in the Lord. It is a joy to come through spiritually “dry” times and back into a satisfying goodness of His Word. The preaching yesterday filled me up, as does the Bible study I am participating in, and the book I am reading. (Life in Jesus, a Memoir of Mrs. Mary Winslow). Almost every evening lately, after dinner and the children are clearing away the dishes, I sit at the piano and play the old favorite hymns. Then, in other times, the music and words come back to our minds and I hear the children whistling or humming the familiar songs.
“Every new trial, and every fresh cross, drive me into the very bosom of Jesus; and it seems as if I could lie there, and feel the very throbbings of His loving heart.”
“Whatever draws or drives us to Christ is a mighty blessing.”
“Dear child, all God has said to us in His word is true; heaven is true, and we are very near it. It is all around us. Jesus is there before us–there to welcome us. Oh, to realize it!”
“My sweetest meditation, lying down and rising up, or walking in the night, is HEAVEN.”
“What would we do, in this poor dying world, without a throne of grace, and a God of grace upon the throne, in our every time of need? Oh let us keep close to Him who loved us with an everlasting love, and with loving-kindness has drawn us to Himself.”
~Mary Winslow (b. 1774, d. 1855)