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Everything was going great. It was 6pm. The recipe says you can make Mozzarella in a little over half an hour. My Cheddar had turned out...

I have a healthy fear of electricity with all its power and mystery. Probably from when I was a little girl exploring the dark basement of the 1920s brick colonial I grew up in. I don't know if I ever actually saw the fuse blow down there, or if it was my father’s animated explanations of the glass exploding and the high cost of replacing the fuse that freaked me out. Doesn’t matter; I still get a little nervous just flipping the fuse switch on our modern electrical box. I do

It’s a daily occurrence to encounter the kitchen counter at 6 am with shame. And a little resentment. Is this the squalor my life has come to? Dirty dishes soaking in the sink, empty glasses on the counter, the dishwasher still not emptied from the night before. But now, of course, we have ants. Tiny little black ants all over my kitchen. The kitchen was clean when I went to bed. I had wiped the counter, ran the dishwasher. With two nocturnal young adults and two teens on spr

Jude 20–23 [20] But you, beloved, building yourselves up in your most holy faith and praying in the Holy Spirit, [21] keep yourselves in the love of God, waiting for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ that leads to eternal life. [22] And have mercy on those who doubt; [23] save others by snatching them out of the fire; to others show mercy with fear, hating even the garment stained by the flesh. (ESV) It’s a snow day today! Yay! Oh, wait. That means the five other peeps in my