Control is a tricky little devil. Or sometimes, it feels like a tricky, very large and hard to shake devil. Lately, we seem to be having an awful lot of lessons in uncontrol. Letting go and letting God.
Want to hear about he scariest day of my (Melissa) life? Last weekend, the kids and I were playing on the bed in my bedroom and Kale took what at first glance, seemed to be a very typical and unassuming tumble. You have to understand something about Kale. Since he was very young, he has been fearless and into EVERYTHING. As a result, he has had more falls, scrapes, and bruises than I can count. So him taking a little tumble on this day seemed to be no cause for alarm.
That is, until he quit breathing. Twice. Enter paramedics. When I first picked him up, he was crying that cry where no sound comes out, but he wasn’t coming out of it, and in a matter of seconds his body went rigid and he started to turn purple. Thankfully, my mother was here and was able to get him breathing again by blowing in his face, but immediately he stopped breathing again, went rigid, and his eyes began to roll back. We called the paramedics and praise God by the time they got here, he was breathing and crying and very mad. We later found out that it was a stop breathing spell, which is apparently pretty common when kids get mad or hurt, and it’s something that they just grow out of. But during that time when he wasn’t breathing, I had no control over what was happening to him and no control over helping him. He was in God’s hands, and as a parent, that is a very hard thing to accept. We want to protect our children and fix them and keep them safe from any harm, but sometimes, things happen that are beyond anyone’s control. And it is in those moments that we have to choose where our trust and faith lie. And if you put that trust and faith in the Lord, no matter the outcome, you will benefit every.single.time.
On a much less scary note, I (Heather) have also been having some lessons in uncontrol. My husband is working an hour and a half away from us now, staying with his brother on the days that he works and coming home on the days in between to be with us. This is financially draining because of the cost of gas, but we just don’t have the money saved up to move right now. And frankly, we aren’t sure when we will. We have this blessing of a job, but it still seems like we have these barricades at every turn. It costs too much in gas to drive back and forth, but also don’t have money to move. It’s a catch-22. On top of that, we are having trouble finding a house. The house we really want, we aren’t sure if we can get, because we just don’t have the money to get it before someone else comes in and snatches it up. There has been a lot of back and forth with finding a place to live and it just altogether feels like we are sometimes on a roller coaster that just keeps going up and down, with no end in sight. I know in the grand scheme of things, this isn’t really a big deal. We will eventually move and it will be fine. It just seems like for the past few years, it has been one thing after another after another and those things add up and just make you tired.
But they shouldn’t. If they are making you tired and getting you down, it’s because you weren’t meant to carry the load in the first place. This goes for everyone, in every situation. Looking for work, looking for housing, medical crises, all of it. The Lord doesn’t give us more than we can handle. But the other side of that is that we are also called to turn our troubles over to Him and submit. If we try to go out on our own, making our own way and our own path, the troubles in life will overwhelm us. Not maybe. Not might. They will.
So give it to Him. Give it all to Him and trust that His plan for you is better than anything you could ever imagine, and especially better than anything you could do for yourself. We weren’t meant to walk this path alone. He’s there to carry you and pick you up, but we have to let Him. We have to let go and let God do His thing in order to receive the rich blessings promised to us by our Father. Lay your burdens down and pick up a no-bake biscoff bar. And give the glory to the one who deserves it.
-Heather and Melissa
No Bake Biscoff Bars
1/2 cup butter
3 cups old-fashioned oats
2 cups semisweet chocolate chips, divided
1 cup Biscoff Spread (we used crunchy but creamy would work too)
1 tsp vanilla extract
2 cups granulated sugar
½ cup milk
½ tsp salt
- For thick bars, like a square 8 or 9 inch pan with parchment. This is how we did it but I think next time we’ll make thinner bars using a 9×13 pan because they’re so rich.
- Place the butter in a small saucepan and bring to a boil. Swirl occasionally and cook until you see brown specks in the butter and it has a nutty aroma. When the butter is golden and nutty, immediately take it off the heat so that it doesn’t burn. One blogger once said, “It’s done when it smells like you need to lick it” because that’s how delicious it smells. Don’t lick it though, not yet. Set it aside, instead.
- In a large mixing bowl, stir together oats, 1 cup chocolate chips, Biscoff Spread and vanilla extract. Set aside.
- To the small saucepan with the brown butter, add the milk, sugar and salt and bring to a rapid boil over medium heat. Once it’s super bubbly, set your kitchen timer for 2 minutes. This is very important. If you don’t do it exactly two minutes, they’ll either be too crumbly or two moist and won’t set. Boil for 2 full minutes, stirring frequently.
- Remove from heat and quickly pour the boiling mixture over the oats mixture and stir to combine.
- Pour mixture into prepared pan and press down gently with a wooden spoon to make an even layer. Then sprinkle on remaining chocolate chips and gently press again. Let sit for at least an hour to set.
- Once it’s cool and set, remove the bars using the edges of the parchment and cut into squares. There you have it!
Source: Inspired by Brown Eyed Baker
PS. This doesn’t really fit here but we just have to share. If you guys have ever been to Carrabba’s and are in love with their Italian Herb and Olive Oil Dip then you MUST go visit our good friend Paula’s blog over at All Things Moms. It’s not a dessert but it is Out. Of. Control. Good. Happy weekend, everyone!