Easy Turkey Kielbasa Recipe

Easy Turkey Kielbasa Recipes

Easy Turkey Kielbasa Recipes

TIP: buy kielbasa fresh, or buy on sale and freeze. Thaw in fridge over night. Toss on the grill with turkey burger patties, chicken breasts, and other proteins that you can use all week for healthy snacks and meals. The nice char lines on the sausage add a lovely smokey depth to the flavor of the whole meal. Never fear, however, if you don’t want to fire up the grill, just do the recipe as stated below.

Ratings Chart:†††=advanced skill & yummy ††=regular skill & yummy †=easy & yummy

Rating † Servings 4 Prep 15 mins Oven 400° – 30 mins

1 package turkey kielbasa
1 sweet bell pepper (any color)
1 large onion
2 large or 4 small potatoes

Pre-grill kielbasa, as mentioned in the tip, if desired.
Grilled or not, cut into 3/4″ thick slices.
Cut sweet bell pepper into 1″ wedges.
Cut onion into 1″ wedges.
Cut potato into 1″ pieces.

Toss all veggies in a dash of extra virgin olive oil and sprinkle with sea salt.

Spread on large flat sheet pan. If not grilled, add chunks of meat amongst the veggies.

Bake at 400° for 30 minutes with fresh meat, or for 20 mins. without grilled meat, adding the grilled meat in for the last ten minutes.

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Vengeance is Mine, sayeth the Lord!

Romans 12:19, “Do not take revenge, my friends, but leave room for God’s wrath, for it is written: “It is mine to avenge; I will repay,” says the Lord.”

Vengeance is Mine, sayeth the Lord

Vengeance is Mine, sayeth the Lord!

Many years ago, my oldest son wanted terribly to live with his father, my ex-husband. He was a conniving, manipulative child, with many emotional and learning struggles. He turned his father’s leaving us into anger and bitterness, and became a hurtful person to live with.

After begging and begging me to allow him to live with his father, who was abusive, he decided to take matters into his own hands. He lied to the police and told them that I was abusing him. His father signed legal papers with false statements, sworn before God and man, that I did things like, “hitting my children with metal rods”, and other ridiculous and illogical accusations. Anything to alarm a judge to remove all of my children from my home.

It is a terrible thing when fathers use their better financial position to wreak havoc on their children’s mother and siblings, in order to win the power war. I truly believe that God reserves a special punishment for men who use their power to wound little children and single mothers.

In losing my children, even for a time, it felt as though I had lost my very self. It felt as though someone had taken a knife and cut out my womb. The children that I had loved, wanted, carried and labored for were gone, in a flash. That is all it takes in America, to lose your children without evidence, or trial. False statements from a angry ex-spouse.

Exodus 23:1, “Thou shalt not raise a false report: put not thine hand with the wicked to be an unrighteous witness.”

Eventually, my two youngest children were returned to me, but I was branded, judged, considered guilty, without a fair trial of my peers, and the damage was done. My middle son never fully recovered respect for me, and is currently estranged from our family.

My youngest, a toddler, had nightmares for years, and never really trusted anyone after that.

My oldest, who carried out this plan, was fully supported by his father. He was never returned to my home, having won his change of address. He has only spoken to me twice since then. Once at a trial reunion that didn’t work, and another time when his father’s family sickened of picking up the pieces of his life, and he needed his car to be pulled out of a ditch where he had crashed it.

From time to time, I have heard news of him through the grapevine. It has rarely been good. Always painful for our family, and probably for him.

I yearned for years for this son, and pined for him. I used to see the back of a boy’s head at a store, and his name would come forth from my lips. The boy would turn around, and it would not be him. I felt like the mother of one of the kids whose pictures are on the milk cartons. I kept remembering him as he looked the day he left. Even after ten years, I still would spot kids that looked like that skinny, blonde-headed boy of mine. Always to no avail, as he never aged in my mind.

My youngest has spent the last year telling a friend at youth group that he looks just like his brother. He really doesn’t, but we both have spent a lifetime mentally and emotionally trying to “find” the boy that was taken from our hearts and lives.

At the same time, I was just furious that he would wreck our family like this. I couldn’t imagine a child that would just throw his mother away. What kind of a hard heart would do this thing? Eventually, I was able to give all my hurt, and the angry thoughts of my heart, to my Savior. I was left broken and mournful. In truth, I am still to this day.

Accidentally, the other day, we found out that David is a single parent of a little boy. How odd, a single parent (like me), of a boy with blonde hair (like my son’s). That means that I am a grandmother!!! Wow, what great news! But wait, this little boy has stage four cancer. My son, is afraid of losing his son (like I was).

So, here it is. A great grief, from afar, where I can do nothing, as usual, but get on my knees and pray, and thank God that I didn’t ever wish this son of mine hard times, or to hold against him the awful things that he did to me. But here is God allowing a great and terrible price to be extracted.

I have no stance but to prostrate myself on the ground, in utter wordless trembling and fear, at the great cost of generational sin in families. We all shall answer to Him for the very conversations of our heart.

Job 38:1-3, “Then the Lord spoke to Job out of the storm. He said: who is this that obscures my plans with words without knowledge? Brace yourself like a man; I will question you, and you shall answer me.”

Join me, in rejoicing that God is there, in the midst of great sorrow and mourning.

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How I Became a Jew

how i became a jew

How I Became a Jew

Rabbi Heschel wrote, “In every moment, something sacred is at stake.”

I was raised as a white, evangelical, conservative Republican person, and went through early adult life thusly. The longer I lived, the more disenchanted I became with the shallowness, dogma, and rhetoric of white, evangelical, conservative Republican people and God gave me a hunger for more, much more. I started studying the Bible deeply concerning remarriage, courtship, purity, orphans, widows, the leadership and priesthood of men in the home, discipleship, and more.

All of this, of course, took me back, back, back to the Old Testament, which almost all white, evangelical, conservative Republican churches have thrown out. As my studies in the Old Testament grew, I kept having vague Déjà vu memories of Jewish things. I had idioms, foods, ideas, songs all going around in my head. Where did they come from? Some told me God had given my white, evangelical, conservative Republican self a Jewish heart. I believed that for a long time, and was amazed at how many times God brought Jewish people into my life. I tried hard to make them all white, evangelical, conservative Republican people, until God humbled me and told me I had a lot to learn from them, and that perhaps God wanted me to become a LOT more like the one Jew that I knew the most about, a dark, swarthy, story-telling, obedient minister for His Father and lover of the common man, the hurting, the sinful. Still, there were dots that didn’t connect.

When my brother died almost 6 years ago, a family secret fell out of the closet, literally. My mother got so upset that she yelled at me one night that my father’s ancestors fled from Nazi Germany, came to America, changed their last name, and became Episcopalians. They were: closet Jews, dark, swarthy, short, snorky-nosed Jewish people who sang Hatikvah, ate Jewish foods, and whose talk was peppered with Jewish phrases and idioms. She also let me know that she hated Jews. All Jews.

Wow, that meant she hated ME. I was my father’s daughter. I had Jewish blood. Suddenly, I could literally feel what it was to be the Jewish Messiah, hated by everyone, including His own. The Jewish people, hated by everyone. The verse about having to leave father and mother, to follow a hated Jewish Messiah, became very clear to me. I knew my calling, and it was to follow Him to the ends of the earth.

In lieu of that, I renewed my studies into all things Jewish. I wanted to know of my heritage, which was that which My Lord shared. I became involved with several Messianic groups, where I learned the beauty and goodly heritage that we have in the thousands of years of HIStory between the pages of the Pentateuch through the Prophets.

I was saddened to see how much richness and meaning, all pointing to Yeshua, the Messiah, was lost in the enthrallment of most white, evangelical, conservative Republican people to pagan rituals and practices. Yet, I clung to my old traditions, feeling the loss of them would be too great.

It took my son, Calvin, to prick my soul. “Mom, you know, we are practicing paganism. Why do we do that, now that we are enlightened?” I was struck to the core. He was right. I was holding out. Not wanting to take up the Cross of sacrifice, denying myself, and in my disobedience, was loosing all the blessings that God had in store for me.

So, some years ago, we put aside pagan practices, and embraced biblical traditions, feasts, and holidays. Not because of my ancestral heritage, but due to my love for My Lord and His ways. Today, I do not belong to a Party, to a dogma, or a set of man-made rules, I belong to my Master, Yeshua, Messiah.

So, now you have it! The short story on how I became a Jew. Rejoice with me, as I continue to forage for the richness that is store for me. I pray that you will also find them!

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The Lies We Tell Ourselves

The Lies We Tell OurselvesFear, insecurity, hate, anger, hopelessness, discouragement are all based on the lies we tell ourselves. Negative emotions are things that we pay a LOT of attention to, as our inner minds wind up in reaction to some news we just heard, a life event, or upcoming decision.

I can recall what was playing in my brain recently, “Surgery? I have to have surgery? My business will go in the toilet since I am self-employed. I have all this chronic pain and don’t heal well from trauma, and now they want me to add a surgery to the list? With my luck, I won’t heal correctly, or it will take a super long time. Plus, how will I manage my special needs son during this time. Great, another reminder that I don’t have any family, therefore no help after surgery. My son will freak out, and as usual, I will need to assure him, when I am the one that needs comforting. I will probably throw up from the anesthetic, like the last four times. This will surely flare up my fibromyalgia and it will become unmanageable.”

Phew, that was a LOT of chit-chat going on in my amygdala. None of that is true, of course, but it felt so real when I was having those reactions, that without pursuing its verity, I start a whole planning session on how to escape unavoidable impending disaster. The chit-chat we all have in our brains, based on a core feeling, coupled with messages we have heard over and over in our lives, can be inspiring, or very destructive, unless we use the power of the Holy Spirit to conform our thinking to the TRUTH.

What if we could became VERY aware of the fact that much of that chit chat isn’t really a true expression of who we are or how our life is, or based on what God is in our lives, but merely the constant conversation that our inner mind is having about our life experiences. Right or wrong, there it is, 24/7. Sadly, far too often we actually believe all that negative chit-chat and use it to form opinions about ourselves and our lives. And those opinions become actions, and then, watch out, we have become what our emotional brain was spasmodically thinking.

“For as he thinketh in his heart, so is he.” Proverbs 23:7

It is a fact that the inner brain is not capable of the things that our frontal cortex is, such as common sense, fact checking, self-control. It just sits there 24/7 and pops out split-second emotional reactions to things that happening around us. Emotions and reactions are not truth. They are just feelings. These feeling will betray the things that we believe in our hearts, so we must pay attention to the core that those feelings come from, but the chit-chat that goes on in there is not reality, but merely a mirror of our souls, right or wrong.

Also bear in mind, that the amygdala is the keeper of all the wrong, hurtful, non-factual statements that authoritative, powerful, or even abusive people, parents, siblings, teachers, doctors have ever said to us or implied about us. This part of our brain has little discrimination. It houses anything that created a strong emotion in us at one point, and often at a very young, impressionable age. It even houses our own impressions of things (right or wrong), that were formed as a child without very sophisticated emotional ability. Just raw, unfiltered feelings. Sometimes it keeps recalling the childhood reactions over and over, and we never give ourselves the chance to see things from our adult mind and change our opinion concerning an event.

Have you ever noticed that when your mind seems to chat a lot about fearful things and anxiety, that you come to believe that you are intrinsically a fearful and anxious person? The true danger is realized when we start to believe the conversations that form in our emotional brain and allow them form us into a different kind of person than God created us to be.

We will never be able to control all those flitting thoughts that come and go, and cannot control that instant feeling that we get about something, until we can re-write the wrong messages in our souls. That is life. That is part of being a human capable of many types of thoughts and feelings. That is what makes us truly powerful, and God-like, unlike any other creature on the planet.

“And God said, Let us make man in our image, after our likeness.” Genesis 1:26

However, it is when we let those thoughts, which were formed in the very unreliable inner brain, begin to define us, that capabilities passed on to us from God, in His creation moment, become our worst enemy. He put that part of your brain there, so you can have emotions and not be a flat line. He also put it there to keep us safe, and to warn us not to make the same mistake twice (like burning our hand on the stove, or getting into unsafe relationships). Consider it to be your early warning system, but it is very raw, and unfiltered. He didn’t put it there to inform you of absolute truth, but merely that which you tell yourself about life, and your inner being. Some of the things we tell ourselves are lies!

Telling the difference between truth and untruth comes from a different part of our brain and from our spirit, which has been enlightened by His truth, through the power of the Holy Spirit, if you are a follower of the Father of Light. Through the work of the Holy Spirit, you can learn to shape your responses to things, based more on truth, as you allow the washing of His Word, to change how you think.

Emotional relief will never be realized by trying to become less aware of those thoughts, or by chastising ourselves for them, or by denying them in any way. True freedom in Christ is achieved by becoming fully aware of these thoughts, to know where they come from, to know they are not fact-checked, to know that they have no power over us, unless we allow them to take up residency in our souls. You have to become acutely aware of the source, whether it be the Great Deceiver, who delivers us ideas wrapped in partial truth, so that they are easy to acceptable, or the Light of the World, who delivers 100% truth 100% of the time.

The goal here is to allow the negative, scary, mournful, and anxious things to flow right on out, as we make conscious decisions to eschew all that is not truth, but so often we try to change their power over us by blocking up their escape route and encapsulating them inside of ourselves. That is when we hear the same thoughts over and over. The more they bounce, the more we are convinced of their truth.

“Now I lay me down” becomes a terrifying hour of the day, as the lack of daytime distractions and the noise of our lives recede, and we have no choice but to hear the clamor of our emotional minds. It is at those quiet times, that we can most become aware of and accused by the rant in our inner brain.

“You are a failure. You will never live another day outwith excruciating pain. It is hopeless.  You are an ineffective parent. What a bad marital partner you are. You will probably die if you have this medical procedure. You failed at sticking to your food plan today. You can never deal with stress calmly. You always freak out. What an anxious person you are. You didn’t try hard enough today.”

Ever notice how we get to slam number five, and barely even hear the rest on the list, because we have decided to take up residence with one of the first ones? The rest of the list doesn’t care. Those thoughts are happy to plague you later, once you are not so distracted by one of the others. The emotional brain will keep functioning as intended.

Friends, what if we could become so aware of this aspect of our minds, and could use it as a tool for our betterment, rather than a tool of destruction? What if we took the time to identify wrong thoughts, and no longer believed them? What if we got to the point where they had NO power over us, and we could use all that head-space to do productive and positive things? The things that God put us here to do?

How much freedom would that be?

Journey with me into a lifestyle of seeing the thoughts of the emotional brain for what they are, and for what they are NOT. Come with me to a place where you give no place to chit-chat that would rob you of the wherewithal to pursue your passions, and the calling of your Creator.

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Near-Death experiences and what they teach us.

Near-Death experiences

by, Holly Nelson

“Death, or near-death experiences teaches us the insignificance of all the things we cling to.”

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Healthy Apple Spice Muffin Recipe

Healthy Apple Spice Muffin Recipe

Healthy Apple Spice Muffin Recipe, by Holly Nelson

NOTE: You need to have pre-made my Whole Wheat Muffin Mix Recipe in order to make this healthy apple spice muffin recipe.

TIP: serve with our healthy hot cereal for a yummy, protein-filled and long-burning carb start to your day.

Ratings Chart:†††=advanced skill & yummy ††=regular skill & yummy †=easy & yummy

Rating Servings 12 Prep 11 mins Oven 400° – 15-20 mins

2 1/3 cups Whole Wheat Muffin Mix Recipe
¼ cup coconut, almond, or cow’s milk
1 egg, beaten
1 cup applesauce or apple butter
½ cup chopped walnuts (or nut of your choice)
¼ tsp cloves
¼ tsp allspice

Grease muffin tins with coconut oil. Put dry ingredients in mixing bowl. Combine wet ingredients in small bowl. Make a well in the dry ingredients, and add wet ingredients all at once. Mix lightly. Do NOT over-mix. Lumps are preferable.

Fill prepared muffin tins 2/3 full. Bake 15-20 minutes until cake tester or toothpick come out clean, and tops are golden brown.

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Whole Wheat Flaxseed Muffins Recipe

whole wheat flaxseed muffins

Whole Wheat Flaxseed Muffins Recipe by, Holly Nelson

NOTE: You need to have pre-made my Whole Wheat Muffin Mix Recipe in order to make this Whole Wheat Flaxseed Muffins Recipe.

TIP: serve with our healthy hot cereal for a yummy, protein-filled and long-burning carb start to your day.

Ratings Chart: †††=advanced skill & yummy ††=regular skill & yummy †=easy & yummy

Rating †     Servings 12     Prep 11 mins     Oven 400° – 15-20 mins

2 1/3 cups Wholegrain Muffin Mix
1 cup soy, almond, or cow’s milk
1 egg, beaten
1/8 cup brown sugar or raw honey

Grease muffin tins with coconut oil. Put muffin mix in mixing bowl. Combine wet ingredients in small bowl. Make a well in the muffin mix, and add wet ingredients all at once. Mix lightly. Do NOT over-mix. Lumps are preferable.

Fill prepared muffin tins 2/3 full. Bake 15-20 minutes until cake tester or toothpick come out clean, and tops are golden brown.

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Cranberry Pumpkin Seed Muffins Recipe

Cranberry Pumpkin Seed Muffins

Cranberry Pumpkin Seed Muffins by, Holly Nelson

NOTE: You need to have pre-made my Whole Wheat Muffin Mix Recipe in order to make this Cranberry Pumpkin Seed Muffins recipe

Ingredient Profile:

Pumpkin Seeds are a rich source of minerals, protein and monounsaturated fat. Their phytosterols lower cholesterol, and offer anti-inflammatory benefits.

Tart and sweet, dried cranberries are a good source of dietary fiber, proteins, carbohydrates, vitamin C and antioxidants. These help decrease the effect of free radicals in our body, which can limit the development of cancer cells.

TIP: serve Cranberry Pumpkin Seed Muffins with our healthy hot cereal for a yummy, protein and long-burning carb start to your day.

Ratings Chart: †††=advanced skill & yummy ††=regular skill & yummy †=easy & yummy

Rating †     Servings 12     Prep 11 mins     Oven 400° – 15-20 mins

2 1/3 cups  Whole Wheat Muffin Mix Recipe
1 cup soy, almond, or cow’s milk
1 egg, beaten
1/8 cup brown sugar or raw honey
¼ cup raw organic pumpkin seeds
¼ cup unsweetened organic cranberries

Grease muffin tins with coconut oil. Put muffin mix in mixing bowl. Combine wet ingredients in small bowl. Make a well in the muffin mix, and add wet ingredients all at once. Mix lightly. Do NOT over-mix. Lumps are preferable. Lightly fold in seeds and cranberries.

Fill prepared muffin tins 2/3 full. Bake 15-20 minutes until cake tester or toothpick come out clean, and tops are golden brown.

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Whole Wheat Muffin Mix Recipe | Bulk Baking Mix Recipe

whole wheat muffin mix recipe

Whole Wheat Muffin Mix Recipe by, Holly Nelson

I am a busy mom, business-owner, friend, and volunteer. My goal is to eat healthfully, and deliciously. Besides, I get the best cooperation from my teen son, by feeding him foods that go straight to the “I sure love mom and want to help her” part of his brain, and also keeps his moods and blood sugars even.

In an effort to make doing my life easy, I have developed a sure-fire whole wheat muffin mix recipe that I make in bulk, and store in an air-tight glass jar on my counter, just waiting for a quick stir with wet ingredients and a pop into the oven.

Makes about 10 cups of Whole Wheat Muffin Mix.

6 cups whole organic wheat or spelt flour
2 cup ground flax seeds
2/3 cup organic succanot, or Fair Trade organic sugar
1/3 cup baking powder
1 tablespoon sea salt
1 cup coconut oil, or Spectrum organic vegetable shortening (non-hydrogenated)

Directions:In a large bowl, combine dry ingredients carefully with a whisk. When well mixed, cut shortening or coconut oil into dry ingredients with a pastry cutter. (If you are blessed, like me, with a Bosch Mixer, you can do all these steps in the mixing bowl with the whisks attached.) Do NOT over combine. Lumps are good!This is what I store my Muffin Mix in.

Storage: I put half the mix into a 72 oz. air-tight hermetic glass jar with a spring loaded lid. I also tuck a slim scoop-type one-cup or half-cup measure into the mix, so that dispensing it is easy. If stored in a cool, dry place, this mix will last 10-12 weeks, or a lot less if you family loves the results, as much as mine.


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Keeping Perspective Quotes

Keeping Perspective Quotess

by, Holly Nelson

“Perspective can only be gained by walking through things and beyond, then turning and looking back. Expecting perspective the first time you experience something is a little like expecting to successfully ride a bike the first time you try.

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