Caramel Apple Crisp-Tasty Tuesday



 Ingredients:

• 4-5 medium tart apples, peeled and sliced
• 1/2 c Hershey's Caramel Syrup
• 1/2 c Flour
• 3/4 c water
• 3/4 c packed brown sugar (You can use white sugar but it's not as gooey and nummy).
• 1/2 c quaker oats
• 1/3 c softened butter or margarine
• 3/4 tsp ground cinnamon
• 3/4 tsp ground nutmeg

Directions:

• Heat oven to 375 degrees
• Spray bottom and sides of square pan with cooking spray
• Layer sliced apples on bottom of pan and drizzle caramel syrup on top
• Pour above mixture of ingredients, over apples
• Bake 35 to 45 minutes or until apple crisp is golden brown and apples are tender
• Best served warm with a scoop or two of ice cream

I Prayed to God for Help and Two Angels Came to Help Me

It was October 11, 1998 when my dear father passed away. It was one of the hardest things I have endured in this life. My mother passed away when I was only nine years old which brought dad and I, even closer. After dad passed away, I felt like a part of me died. The hopelessness I felt was unbearable. In my grief and pain, I remembered a conversation that dad, Laura and I, had one day. (My twin sister, dad and I, called ourselves, "the three muskateers".) In one of our many deep, spiritual conversations, we talked about visiting eachother after death if God would give us this gift. On this night, about three months after his death, as I lay on my bed whailing, I remembered our conversation and thought I would try talking to God about letting dad visit with me.
Through the tears I prayed to God to let dad come visit me. I remember saying something like, "dear God, if it is your will, please let me know dad is around me. Here is my story of what happened that night when I finally fell asleep...

I woke at 10:11AM from a Loud noise that seemed familiar. It was a specific honking of a car that my dad use to do when he passed my apartment. The honk went to the beat of, Honk- Honk - Honk Honk Honk, Honk-ety HonkHonk,HonkHonk. Dad always used this particular honking pattern because of its' history. It was a bell that hung out the front door of my childhood home. He and mom rang the bell to this same rhythm to call their five kids to dinner. I felt like I was in heaven when I heard this. Waking up to my dad's infamous honk had me feeling hope again. I hadn't fallen asleep till early morning, so I joyfully went back to bed, knowing dad was near.

I woke up again to dad's classic honk at 11:27AM. Each of the two times I was awakened, I heard a quiet voice tell me to look at the clock. This is why I am so sure of the exact time. I knew there was something to the time of these honks but couldn't figure it out. I called my twin sister after the second honk to see if she had any idea's. I was babbling on in excitement, knowing dad had visited me but she filled in the blanks.

That night, I had prayed that my dad would come to me or let me know he was around. Little did I know that God had bigger plans for the heavenly visit I requested. Laura, obviously being part of God's plan, reminded me of some important dates. Dad died on October 11 (10:11) and mom died on November 27 (11:27). I squeeled in absolute joy at the miracle God had given me. Not only did he give me the gift of dad but mom as well. In my grief of losing dad, I wasn't even thinking that mom would come see me. I will never forget the night that mom and dad came to ease my pain and hopelessness. Death does not mean the end but the beginning. It also doesn't mean that we still can't feel or talk with our loved ones. I realize miracles like this dont happen everyday and that is why it is an experience I will forever cherish. Mom and Dad knew I needed them both so I could move on.

Twin-Cess Diaries...: Pieces of Poetry

Twin-Cess Diaries...: Pieces of Poetry

Poem for Dad on this 11th day of October, the day you left to meet God

Pieces of Poetry

God's Rainy Lullaby

Pitter Pat, droplets fall

on my window pane

Soft and Warm you speak to me

My cozy friend "the rain"

I smell the rust-like odor

as you touch the ground

You make me feel so peaceful

that rythymic rainy sound

When our saviour calls on me

and surely I must die

I pray I hear my favorite sound

"God's rainy lullabye"...

God's Love

I'd like to tell you how I feel

Our loving God is hope to heal

When life is tough and throws a curve

Do not fret, as God will serve

Life goes on in-spite of strife

We'll grow in wisdom in this life

Even when you lose a fight

God is there to make it right

God Love's You

He knows every hair on your head

So live in joy, let go of dread

Put your hopeless thoughts at bay

and thank the Lord for each new day

Go forth with hope, for God is here

When you live in faith, there is no fear

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October Whispers of Dad (Poem)