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Baked Butternut Ziti with Sage and Bacon

One of the blogs I bookmark or pin a recipe from at least once a week is How Sweet It Is.  Seriously drool-worthy.  I don't love winter squash, but they're readily available now and we had some that needed to be used.  I had made a mental note of this recipe last week. Of all the winter squash I don't love, I don't love butternut the most.  But hiding it in pasta sounded like a good idea to me; I'm a big fan of vegetables in disguise.  And it really was a good idea.  This savory dish will definitely make a repeat appearance on our table.

I am bemoaning the total lack of natural light at the hour we're eating dinner these days.  See you in the Spring, sun...

I made substitutions to use what I had on hand; the original recipe calls for marscapone cheese and shallots, which I'm sure would be divine as well.

Baked Butternut Ziti with Sage and Bacon (adapted from How Sweet It Is)
Serves 4

1 pound butternut squash, cooked and mashed
1/2 tsp. salt
1/4 tsp. peppe…

Fall-ing Forward

Hiii.  It's been a few.  I've been enjoying this:
And doing this:

And making/eating this with family:

And wishing that I could justify making these again this year: 
Hope your November has been off to a beautiful start, too.  Hasn't it been nice to have the sun around in the early morning again?

The God I Serve

I do not serve a yes-man God
who nods in pleasing affirmation
who looks on in silent reverie
from a polished throne in Heaven.

I do not serve a God of comfort
of riches, mirth, or ease
I serve a sovereign Lord who does
just exactly what He pleases.

I do not serve a playful Christ
who nudges with His elbow
or laughs and winks His eye at those He bought
in height of pain and sorrow.

I do not serve a careless prince
who toys with hearts and kingdoms
I serve a Groom who pursues his Bride
through ages of her whoredom.

I serve a God who's jealous for
the fame of His own name
the rocks cry out in acclamation
what the skies likewise proclaim.

I serve a God who raises kings
and lays the cities low
who works all things for the good
of those He calls His own.

He's called a people for himself
from every tribe and tongue
let hearts be glad, let sinners rejoice
the victory is won!

I serve a Christ who died for men
before their hearts were turned
to see His all-surpassing worth
He saved t…