Mike Roess Gold Head Branch State Park, Keystone Heights, Florida
As soon as Jesus was baptized, He went up out of the water. At that moment heaven was opened, and He saw the Spirit of God descending like a dove and lighting on Him. And a voice from heaven said, “This is My Son whom I love; with Him I am well-pleased.” ~ Matthew 3:16-17 This was a rare event in which all three members of the Trinity are seen together – in the Father’s Voice of confirmation and love, the Son, and the Holy Spirit Who has now descended from Heaven and rests upon/within Jesus to empower the God-Man for His ministry on earth. And John the Baptist was privileged to witness this! I don’t know if others heard/saw/realized what was happening or if this was just a revelation to John. But what a privilege to be present! It has now been confirmed by Almighty God Himself that Jesus is the Son of God! Jesus’ baptism also fulfills prophecy from Isaiah 11:2.
Way back when, we had a leftover lemon. Then we went to Sandy and Eric’s and didn’t have opportunity to use it. Then, after two weeks of playing with them, when it was time to leave, I searched for something to use this old lemon for besides cutting it up and dropping pieces into water and iced tea.
I discovered this great-sounding recipe on-line for a Greek soup that called for exactly one lemon. The day before we left Jupiter, we menu-planned and went shopping and bought a loaf of this really fantastic bread Sandy introduced us to that’s made in Publix bakery. To go with the soup that used – among other things – a lemon and four chicken thighs. Oh, yeah. We bought those too.
The days went by and no soup was made, and the lemon became shriveled. The bread was in the frig and the thighs were in the freezer, so they were okay, but time was running out for the bread too.
It was grocery day again; we bought another lemon and pitched the first one.
A definite date was set for Greek soup.
The lemon looked great. The bread was hanging on. The thighs were thawed.
We headed out for about 4 ½ hours to bike and hike and generally take in as much of this park as we possibly could in one four-hour period (remember, we move tomorrow).
Blaine seems to enjoy pushing me beyond my flatland biking comfort zone and believe it or not, where we are right now actually has some hills – and a ravine. I wasn’t particularly impressed with what we found, but I guess when you’re talking flat Florida . . .
Anyway, I looked up the definition of ravine. According to Webster (yep. He’s still around.), it’s a small narrow steep-sided valley that is larger than a gully and smaller than a canyon and that is usually worn by running water.
Well, I guess it fits then. 😊
We saw those, but we also saw a lot of orange too.
We didn’t know why until . . . . .
So cool!!! God is amazing!
Once we completed our hot sight-seeing venture, we ate fruit popsicles, showered and I opened up the soup recipe. In bright yellow (which I added way back when) was a box that said, “3-4 hours prep time”. Well, so much for the soup idea.
Now what?
Plan B. That’s what.
At least for the thawed chicken. Blaine dropped ‘em on the grill, I threw together salads and some Stovetop, and voila! Dinner was served.
Now we just have to find something to make with the bread and lemon . . . .
I’m thinkin’ grilled cheese and tomato soup for dinner after travel day tomorrow. The lemon? Who knows.