The thing about the soup is, if I think about it a little bit more, there is still so much to learn.
For example, God was with me in the very beginning, more than a year ago, when I thought I would buy a farm share so that I could feed good fresh food to my family....and each Thursday thereafter when I opened my front door to all varieties of produce grown and raised on our local farms.
He was there that day that I ordered a package of "Ham Bits," and when after leaving it in the fridge for a few days, I tossed it in the freezer thinking that I could use it later in a dried bean soup.
And God was there during all that has happened since then, and He was lurking in my kitchen as recently as last Sunday morning when I woke up early and decided to make a 15 Bean Soup from a package I found buried on a shelf in my pantry (gee, He was there way back when, when I bought that too!), with ham bits and onions and tomatoes and garlic.
And, smiling now, I remember how pleased I was with myself to see it bubbling on the stove when Jim came downstairs for Mass.
"I'm making 15 Bean Soup with the ham bits from last summer!" I declared gleefully, feeling so clever and nutritiously minded. "It will keep you and me in warm meals for a few days while I'm away!"
When the soup was done I ladled it into single sized glass storage containers that could be refrigerated and then microwaved with ease.
"You're going to have to eat this soup while it's fresh and then freeze the rest! How many containers would you like...five? six?"
"Make it three," he wisely concluded, and so I did.
Three for him and three for me.
And then I froze the rest.
For example, God was with me in the very beginning, more than a year ago, when I thought I would buy a farm share so that I could feed good fresh food to my family....and each Thursday thereafter when I opened my front door to all varieties of produce grown and raised on our local farms.
He was there that day that I ordered a package of "Ham Bits," and when after leaving it in the fridge for a few days, I tossed it in the freezer thinking that I could use it later in a dried bean soup.
And God was there during all that has happened since then, and He was lurking in my kitchen as recently as last Sunday morning when I woke up early and decided to make a 15 Bean Soup from a package I found buried on a shelf in my pantry (gee, He was there way back when, when I bought that too!), with ham bits and onions and tomatoes and garlic.
And, smiling now, I remember how pleased I was with myself to see it bubbling on the stove when Jim came downstairs for Mass.
"I'm making 15 Bean Soup with the ham bits from last summer!" I declared gleefully, feeling so clever and nutritiously minded. "It will keep you and me in warm meals for a few days while I'm away!"
[Here I am at Mass, feeling so excited for my 30 Days at the Beach to begin. Afterward I shook Father's hand and said, "I'm going on the Camino again!
[He had blessed me in October before I left for Oxford and then for St. Jean in France to begin the "real walk" across Spain. He was also the one who approached me three weeks later asking, 'Didn't you go on a long walk? Why are you back so soon?']
His reply to me this time, "It doesn't count!!!"
(It's okay, Friends. I keep him young :))
[And here I am on Sunday afternoon, walking my dogs in the rain while the soup was on to boil.
See how happy I was?!]
When the soup was done I ladled it into single sized glass storage containers that could be refrigerated and then microwaved with ease.
"You're going to have to eat this soup while it's fresh and then freeze the rest! How many containers would you like...five? six?"
"Make it three," he wisely concluded, and so I did.
Three for him and three for me.
And then I froze the rest.
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