I'm Letting Go

Trying very hard to let go of my life's plans, ideas, and expectations .... and just LIVE

I’m letting go
Of the life I planned for me
And my dreams
Losing control
Of my destiny
Feels like I’m falling and that’s what it’s like to believe
So I’m letting go

This is a giant leap of faith
Trusting and trying to embrace
The fear of the unknown
Beyond my comfort zone . . .

Giving in to your gravity
Knowing You are holding me
I’m not afraid

Feels like I’m falling and that’s what it’s like to believe
Feels like I’m falling and this is the life for me
 
 - "I'm Letting Go" Lyrics by Francesca Battistelli
from the album My Paper Heart

The $625 Cookbook

I love cooking, but I love collecting cookbooks even more. I have a pretty sizeable collection but I don't spend nearly enough time in the kitchen to justify a purchase like this.  That doesn't mean I'm not super curious about what's inside the pages of probably one of the most expensive cookbooks ever . . .

http://modernistcuisine.com/

* 2,438 pages over 5 volumes
* 43 pounds
* 3 years in the making
* 26 chapters covering topics like food safety to the physics of food and water


“A visual roller coaster through the world of food and cook­ing tools ... For the pro­fes­sional chef, mod­ernist or not, it will be an invalu­able ref­er­ence. For the cook­ing geek with $625 to spare ($467.62 online), it will be end­less fun. As a phys­i­cal object it is remark­able; some­times I found myself sim­ply star­ing at the block of books.... Nothing seems to have been spared on the qual­ity of the photo repro­duc­tion, on heavy stock with solid bind­ing.”
—Michael Ruhlman, The New York Times

“A masterpiece...the most impor­tant cook­book of the first ten years of the 21st cen­tury.”
—Gourmand World Cookbook Awards

“To describe Modernist Cuisine as 'a cook­book' is a bit like describ­ing Mount Everest as a hill. With 2,438 pages, 3,216 full color pho­tographs and 1.1 mil­lion words, Modernist Cuisine will surely be the longest, most thor­ough exam­i­na­tion of food ever pub­lished.”
—Kenji Lopez-Alt, Gourmet

The kind of flowers you wanna eat . . .

This was my first attempt at a red velvet cupcake bouquet for a good friend's bridal shower yesterday.  I think I'll definitely be making more of these. =)

Why some, not others?

Early this morning we got a phone call from India that my first cousin was clinging for life on a ventilator after being found passed out on the street.  Late this evening, we received news that he passed away, likely due to severe liver damage.  For the past several years he had been fighting a losing battle against alcoholism and depression.  He was a bachelor in his early 40's, a pilot by trade, and was expected to go places with his life.  I remember him as a smart, handsome, charming guy who was always looking to make people laugh. 

I don't know the details of his life to know what started his downward spin.  But what I think about is that we both come from the same family.  In particular from the same grandfather who really loved and worshipped the Lord.  A prayerful man that would send each of his grandchildren off with a personal prayer and blessing before we would leave his sight.  A man that I distinctly remember praying for his future generations.

So in saying all this, it makes me think about why the Lord chooses to intervene in some lives, and not others? Why has he honored the prayers of my grandfather for a few of his grandchildren, and not all.
I'm not questioning the Lord, because I know His ways are beyond my understanding, but tonight I'm just wondering, why Lord did I hear your call, and not him?