SO MUCH MORE (than just SOUP)

small bird on wooden table in park

The shadows are becoming longer.. the days cooler and shorter. Leaves and camel thorn pods fall to the ground and the savannah grass dances in the cold south wind. Winter is on its way. Days are running into weeks and weeks into months….

A year later we are still confronted with so may unknowns, so many uncertainties are still clouding our minds, worries are vying for our heart’s attention. And as mothers, we think it is our full time job to worry! I think you can relate to the caption I read on Facebook: “Motherhood is really about accepting the fact that you will be permanently worried for the rest of your life.” At first glance you may think : YES! There is so much to worry about, especially in these unprecedented times.

Therefore I tell you, stop being worried or anxious (perpetually uneasy, distracted) about your life…

Matthew 6:25

But, everything about the quote is counter to what the Bible tells us. Worry is not from our Heavenly Father.

And so gently, He reminds me that He is the God of the much more. As I sat with my cup of coffee this morning, with a heart full of worry and turmoil, I read these beautiful words in Matthew 6:25-34: “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life…Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life? So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ ….your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.”

So don’t do it. Don’t accept what the world tells you that as a mother you NEED to worry. That’s a lie from the enemy!

For many of us, fear comes down to trust. Do we trust God to watch over our children? Do we truly believe He loves us and cares deeply for our and our childrens’ well being? Do I trust Him for Who He is? Stand on His promises. Trust and pray!

I remember my mother’s prayers and they have always followed me. They have clung to me all my life.

Abraham Lincoln

Today I choose to trust. May we find rest in knowing the God of the universe is covering us (and our children) this very moment. He is certain in uncertain times. He is the God of the MUCH MORE. He surely loves my children more than I ever can and they are more valuable to Him than they can ever be to me.

And with this truth burning in my heart this morning, I am off to my Kalahari kitchen to prepare a pot of creamy, feel-good, more-than-yummy Biltong soup. Rich, creamy, hearty and delicious, this soup is perfect for a cool Autumn evening dinner. You will want much more of this delectable Biltong soup! (For my American friends, you can use thinly sliced Jerky) Recipe on page 2.

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