This has got to be the worst in my cooking history, but my husband comes along and encourages me with the Word of God, thus the walking by faith title. I have to walk by faith now becuase walking by sight would just depress me. Here's what's happening:

     As of about a half an hour ago, I have just burned two pots. I was typing out my blog entry and just let the water in the pots burn out (I was steaming some kale for my healthy pregnancy diet and boiling some eggs for the same reason). This is why I HATE cooking. You've got to monitor what you're cooking constantly. You can't just leave it and expect it to turn itself off (you know, that might be a wonderful invention. The first ever timer stove. Just set the time and the heat will shut off! That's exactly what I need...uh oh. I just told everyone!!! STAY BACK ALL YOU IDEA STEALERS!!! This one's mine!...). My confidence is all messed up (good thing I cooked dinner last night) and I'm mourning the loss of two good pots (both of them are filled with carcoal.I only thought to actually get up and check on the pots when I smelled the kale and charcoal and when I heard a loud crack, which turned out to be a few eggs popping their shells due to the intense heat. I only had the eggs on medium high, but that's more than enough when there's no water). I'm also dreading actually having to eat the kale and open those eggs. I've burned the water out of the pot for the kale before (since the top was on the steamer the kale gets that charcoal smell all in it), so I'll just grin and bear that, but I'm really scared to look inside those eggs. Who konws how deformed they'll look. I wonder what fried-boiled yoke looks like...

     As I'm pondering these musings and slowly making my way back to my computer (this has got to be a lesson on not being on here during the day or something), my husband calls and says he has a Word for me. I say I could use it, lay it on me. He says, "Your steps are ordered by the Lord". Now I'm not one to scoff at the written Word of God (logos) or His timely inspired Word (rhema), but given my circumstance I wanted to just busrt out scoffing at what he just said compared to the situation he didn't know was awaiting him at home. I didn't scoff I just put my mind to walking by faith and speaking that verse like my life at that moment was looking perfectly led by God. In hte natural it was looking quite the ungodly mess, but in the Spirit God is still ordering my steps.

     So that's my story that I just had to tell. I hope it blesses whoever reads this post. LET GOD BE PRAISED AND HIS ENEMIES BE SCATTERED!!!! (including doubt)