roasted corn soup

Last winter, one of our friends did a series of Sunday Soup Nights where she and her husband cooked a batch or two of soup in the crock pot and invited a mish-mash of friends and neighbors over to hang out over dinner together.

It was a yummy dinner-y version of my Ice Cream Sundays that I used to do at our last house. I haven’t quite gotten in a groove with something consistent like that since we’ve been in our current place, which has been, ack! almost two years.  But it was fun to sort of “pass the baton” and see another friend host regular community gatherings like that for a while, stepping outside their comfort zone, and welcoming others in with open arms.

One of my favorite memories of Soup Nights was the week when Brody’s birthmom randomly texted me that she was in our neck of the woods (she lives about an hour away) for the evening. I immediately invited her to join us at Sarah’s house for Soup Night. Seeing her there and connecting with friends from our little community just seemed so natural. Our kids love her (and so do we).

I don’t write about it too much but we’ve had an amazing experience with our open adoption. It was awkward and unusual at first, not surprisingly, but in the last four years we’ve grown to love our get-togethers with both of Brody’s birthparents. A spontaneous, natural hangout was particularly special though.

Five years ago, when we began our adoption journey, I didn’t know what to expect or what the future of our family held. Now, seeing where God has brought us so far has me convinced that this was exactly the path our family was meant to take. Sarah and her husband are in the early stages of their own adoption journey and I’m excited to see things unfold for them.

If you’re looking to cook up some hearty comfort soup for your own community or family, here’s one of my favorite soups that Sarah made for us.

roasted corn soup from GidgetGoesHome.com

Sarah’s Creamy Roasted Corn Soup

 Ingredients:

2 bags of frozen corn (we use Trader Joe’s Roasted Corn) (set aside and save 1 cup for garnish)

Sprig of thyme

1 sweet onion, diced small

2 leeks, thinly sliced

1 stick of butter (salted)

32-64oz of veggie/chicken stock

One cup of heavy cream

Salt and pepper to taste

Bacon/shredded cheese/corn (for garnish)

roasting corn

Defrost corn if already roasted. If not, simply dump it out onto a rimmed cookie sheet and roast in a preheated oven (I do it at 425*). Stir and remix every 5 minutes or so until the corn has some nice brown spots. Set aside a cup of corn for garnish

Chop onions, leeks and thyme.

Cook onions, leeks and thyme in three tablespoons of butter for about five minutes until onions are translucent. Do not brown. Add corn- don’t be afraid to add more butter (up to 1 stick)!

sautéing corn and veggies

Sauté the veggies together for 1-5 minutes. Let the corn to soak up all those yummy flavors.

Add stock till it covers the corn. Use your discretion. If you want a thicker soup just barely cover the corn. If you don’t want a super thick soup add more stock.

Bring this to a boil. Once at a boil turn heat down and simmer for 30 minutes. Add salt and pepper to taste.

If using a immersion blender (I have this model and love it), blend in the pot until creamy smooth. If using a blender, ladle out the soup into blender and blend in batches. Once it is all blended smooth, put it back in the pot and whisk in the heavy cream. You do not need to add the whole cup if you don’t want to. Just till the soup is at the consistency you’d like. Bring soup back up to heat before serving.

Enjoy!

yum, creamy roasted corn soup

 

Thanks, Sarah, for sharing this yummy recipe with us.

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Makes 6-10 bowls

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God doesn't need good people...

This “note” was inspired by a message one of our pastors, Patrick Crandall, preached last Sunday. If you want proof of this quote, just study the journey of Moses in the wilderness as they were in between deliverance and the promised land.

And let this word of truth encourage you. You don’t have drum up goodness on your own.

You just need to come to Him as you are, and He will be faithful to transform your heart to be more like His perfect Son’s.

He can teach us how to love well, walk in freedom, encourage one another, and live in grace.

Come as you are.

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landline

Still catching up here… I think you know how much I love books. Reading is one of my favorite ways to explore creativity, beauty, and well, life. It seemed only fitting to include an edition of Twitterature in this month’s series.

Here’s what I’ve loved about the books that have found their way into my hands in the last month.

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Emma

by Jane Austen

This was the first Austen novel I ever read, and to be honest, this time it went very slowly for me, despite always loving the story (and of course, Mr. Knightly!). I think maybe its familiarity is part of what has kept it a favorite for so many years. Emma isn’t my favorite Austen heroine by any stretch. In fact this year, I think I preferred Emma Approved to the original (I know! the horror!).


 


Northanger Abbey

by Jane Austen

NA caught me by surprise. I read it faster than I’ve ever read a classic, and it was definitely a record for the Austen novels I’ve been reading. Maybe its starkly different style carried me through quicker. Regardless of why, I thoroughly enjoyed it.


 


Landline

by Rainbow Rowell

Super loved this one. The more I read of Ms. Rowell, the more I love her writing style and her creative stories. The character development is deep, the plot is laid out in a unique way, and the emotion is real (the fantastical element isn’t even that weird or out of place; it just… fits). Bonus: Landline really got my own creative juices flowing.


 


How People Change

by Timothy S. Lane & Paul David Tripp

We read this book with the leadership team at church and it was enlightening and encouraging, and full of anecdotes illustrating its points. Whenever we watch Frozen and the diva troll sings, “Cause people don’t really change,” Gigi and I look at each other and I remind her, oh yes they do. Jesus transforms people’s hearts and lives.


 

Currently:

Read anything good lately? 

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date night

On Friday we celebrated David’s birthday — the kids spent the night at my parents (thank you!) and we went out on the town. Going out on the town for us meant a favorite local BBQ place for dinner and my high school homecoming game. The next morning, we woke up and had breakfast (after a lovely night’s sleep with no one extra crawling into our bed), and then I took my love golfing.

David is an avid golfer, and I’m not generally a big fan of the game that takes him away for many hours on a Saturday. But together we walked and talked and played and enjoyed a beautiful fall morning outside. I impressed him a tiny bit with my skills and he gave me pointers and tips. It was so fun.

home is wherever I'm with you

I planned all this because I wanted to bless him with things he loves, but the truth is that I had a great time myself. I like to be outside, I like good food, I enjoy sports, but most of all, I just love to be with him.

We laugh until we think we’ll die,
barefoot on a summer night
Nothin’ new is sweeter than with you

Ahh, Home
Let me come Home
Home is whenever I’m with you
Ahh, Home
Let me come Home
Home is when I’m alone with you

~Edward Sharpe & the Magnetic Zeros

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If you are sufficient for your task, it's too small.

We live in a culture that praises self-sufficiency.

But the beautiful thing about God’s paradoxical design is that the weaker we are, the more glory He gets when He strengthens us.

And not only that, but He gives us each other to build one another up, bear each other’s burdens, and hold each other’s hands when the day is dark.

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mom

I almost gave up on this series. Somehow, time and days got away from me with no time for writing, and I started feeling uninspired. I’m not sure why– maybe the series topic felt constricting, or irrelevant, or boring? I just felt unmotivated for a few days… okay, for almost a week.

And then, this morning, my mom came to visit while I went to the dentist (so glamorous, right?!) and when we were chatting after I got home, she mentioned that she was loving this series on my blog.

She said it was speaking to her right where she was, and suddenly… that was enough. One person! My mom!

In Julie and Julia, I always giggle when Julie first starts her blog, and her only comment is from her mom. Of course, her mom’s comments weren’t the most encouraging. Mine on the other hand has always been my biggest cheerleader. She reads faithfully, and even tells me where my typos are since I can’t seem to self-edit very well.

It’s nice knowing someone is in your corner. She’s not the only one, I know. Many of you have been such sweet readers, commenters and friends (even if I’ve never met you) over the years and during this series.

And some of you I have met, and what a blessing to have been given your friendships thanks to something silly as a blog, or Instagram. One day, my kind neighbor friend read about my longing to be a writer (and my decision to be brave and call myself one) and then she dropped a book on my porch about writing. How sweet is that?

I’m truly thankful for each one of you that takes the time to read my thoughts and view my photos.

You inspire me to keep going on the days when the words and ideas don’t flow naturally.

My “poetry” here feels valuable when I know there are readers out there snapping along with me.

Thanks, Mom!

the life poetic

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bringing him glory

I like to dabble at poetry. Ever since I learned what a sonnet was as a young kid (junior high maybe?) I’ve tried my hand at writing my own here and there. Not so much the deep, serious, beautifully constructed kind of poems, but more the fun (usually rhyming) type.

For Christmas one year, I wrote Gigi a bunch of fun poems and printed them out in a real book complete with full-color photos. It was one of my favorite handmade gifts.

But I don’t think poetry is my calling. I don’t call myself a poet, even though I may enjoy dabbling at it. When I named this series The Life Poetic, I wasn’t really referring to poetry itself, but rather the idea of poetry and of a poetic life.

I’m reading Emily Freeman’s A Million Little Ways, and she has hit the nail on the head for me. I know why God gave me that title/phrase now. It’s not that I’m a poet, it’s that He’s a poet.

I’m a poem, my life is a beautifully constructed piece, crafted with rhythm and grace, seemingly ordinary but in fact, distinct and unique. 

Our English word poem comes from the same greek word [poiema]. Workmanship, masterpiece, poem– all these words in Scripture are used to describe God’s work– you and me.

God calls you his workmanship, his poiema. What happens when God writes poetry?

We do. We happen.

We are walking poetry, the kind that moves, the kind who has hands and feet, the kind with mind and will and emotion. We are what happens when God expresses himself.

I feel like my job is simply to observe, and to recognize His artistic hand at work in my life. Of course, part of His design is that I myself am a creator as well– He gave me a creative mind so that I can reflect who He is every time I make something, whether that’s by way of sewing, cooking, writing– anything!

It’s easy for me to feel like I’m bringing Him glory when I’m worshiping Him, arms out stretched, heart and voice singing out with abandon. But that’s just the tip of the iceberg really. Living out a poetic life, where all that beauty stuff is noticed and appreciated, that too brings Him glory.

When a poet writes a poem, he isn’t writing a technical manual or a how-to booklet. A poet writes to express an inner desire.

We see that same idea here in Ephesians 2:10, where it essentially says, You are a poem written inside the person of Jesus Christ. You exist to carry out his inner desire. This is your good work.

So this is our job, to carry out the inner desire of Christ. And the inner desire of Christ is to bring glory to the Father.

This goes for you, too. You are a poem, beautifully, wonderfully crafted out of the inner desire of our Savior. 

the life poetic

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The discipline of writing at least something daily is hard one for me, for my stage of life. I’m not legalist about it as you can see, but I’m going to keep on going, there’s so much poetry out there in my life and in the world to take in and note down. I lost steam for a couple of days, but I’m hoping to carry on through the second half of the month. 

Quotes from A Million Little Ways by Emily Freeman. I’m loving this book so far! Affiliate links included; thanks for your support. :)

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For years, David has been half-jokingly been talking about celebrating his 33rd birthday with a Three Amigos-themed party (anyone know why this had to be the year?).

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This year, things got real, and we decided to make it happen, complete with a singing bush, sombreros, Mexican food, and a cantina that only serves tequila (okay, margaritas). We had a jolly good time.

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Besides celebrating with friends (and parents who returned from a two-month journey!) the best part was probably how the theme and the costumes came together(we had El Guapo and El Guapito and even a few Germans!).

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It was a laid back party– but I had a lot of fun making tissue paper flowers and stringing them on crepe streamers and patio lights.

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Seeing people we love crowd into our tiny house and onto our lit-up patio really warms my heart. Plus, I love my husband and it was fun to bless him with a special night. Double win!

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When I think about observing, documenting, and appreciating the beauty, grace, rhythm, and poetry in life– what I’m calling The Life PoeticTen on Ten seems like one of the best ways to express it. This simple photo challenge of taking a photo every hour all day on the 10th of the month churns out such bits of beauty that I many times would not otherwise notice in the midst of a busy day.

So I’m linking up again this month over at Rebekah’s sweet blog. Here are ten moments from October 10th, and here are ten snapshots of The Life Poetic.
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10 on 10-1 10 on 10-2 10 on 10-3 10 on 10-4 10 on 10-5 10 on 10-6 10 on 10-7 10 on 10-8 10 on 10-9

10 on 10-10

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evidences of God's grace

At our church leadership meetings each month we take some time to share what we call “Evidences of God’s Grace;” leaders of various community groups and ministries share ways that they’ve seen God work or examples of His grace. It’s a life-giving exercise, and usually the best part of the meeting. I’ll be doing my version that here some days during this month of The Life Poetic– it’s reminiscent of Ann Voskamp’s counting gifts, and seems only appropriate this month.

  • crisp October mornings
  • days and evenings as warm as midsummer
  • fish tacos at the beach
  • my four loves playing in the ocean
  • reading Jane Austen on the sand
  • pink sunsets
  • reinstating Quiet Play Time
  • party planning
  • birthday scheming
  • dark skies, sunrises, and hot coffee
  • good, gospel-teaching books
  • fun, well-crafted novels
  • gathering with friends
  • my parents coming home after over two months of traveling!

I’d love to hear from you– what are some evidences of His grace in your life today?

the life poetic

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