Sorry for the Delay

Hello All,
I am excited to announce that I have LOTS of pictures to post! I am not excited to inform you that there might be a delay in the displaying of said pictures. The best way to put the pictures on the blog is by using Nate's computer, which he is using quite extensively at the moment to learn Greek. I don't know what you do with your computer, but I bet you never used it to learn Greek!
Last week, Nate went to Leeds England to help with Leeds University's mission week. Now you all probably thought, "Poor Erin! She's all alone in England! What will she do with herself?" Well, you Shouldn't have worried one little bit! I think I was more busy this past week than I've been since this summer! I had places to go, people to see, and conflicts of schedule abounding! I barely had time to read my Bible! I had to set an alarm to say "this is Bible time!" and nothing else! All-in-all, I was happily distracted from the fact that Nate was away... Except at night when it was so cold in bed that I slept in sweatpants, socks, and a jacket! That's when I was missing him terribly! I do have to say that I did think of Nate often, praying that they were reaching many people and softening peoples' hearts towards the Lord. I wanted to surprise Nate when he came back by making something that I have never successfully made before: bread. I have made bread in the past. Once for Nate's birthday, once for guests, and another for when Nate came back from England for Christmas. Every time, they turned out like this:




I call them brick bread, because they're so flat, but also because they're so dense that they would do a better job as building material than as nourishment. Nonetheless, I was determined to do this one thing that I knew would make Nate happy after a long week of meager eating. So I set myself to the task. Friday afternoon, around three, I started the process. By the time I put the two loaves in the oven, I knew they were a flop. And I was right:




Two loaves of brick bread. Tasty bricks of bread, but brick bread, nonetheless. I was sad. Was brick bread to be my bread-making legacy? Where was I going wrong? Were my ingredients bad (which is a safe excuse to fall back on)? No, they were freshly bought that week... So what was I going to do? I'll tell you what I did! I started the process all over again! At six-thirty, I was mixing and kneading and praying up a frenzy, just determined to get it right this time... I kneaded twice as long and I let it rise for twice as long, and this is what I received for my efforts:




Non-brick bread! PRAISE THE LORD!! And finished just as Nate came home, which was about ten o'clock that night. I was so very thankful, for so many things that night: bread-making success and the return of my husband, safe and sound! He had a good, but exhaustive time there, meeting person after person, and talking from eight in the morning til way past midnight everyday. A good experience all-in-all! Now it's off to bed for me, but very soon, I hope to post pictures from my trip to LONDON!!
Erin
- Posted with the help of my iPad!