Monday, November 25, 2013

Christ The King Bread/Whole Wheat Bread

This bread is very simple, I have made it to times with the Mum and its a priceless family memory! There's nothing like homemade bread! Also I haven't done a craft for a log time so this takes place of it and I do have a craft for The Dedication of St. Peter and St. Paul Basilica in ROME. Prep 30 minutes Rise 1/2 hours Bake 35 minutes Oven 375 degree's Makes 2 loaves(24 servings) 3 to 3 1/2 cups all-purpose flour 1 package active dry yeast 1 3/4 cups water 1/3 cup brown packed sugar 3 tablespoons butter 1 1/4 teaspoon of salt 2 cups whole wheat flour In a large mixing bowl combine the all-purpose flour and the yeast. Set this aside and in a sauce pan heat and stir water, brown sugar, butter, and salt just until warm and the butter just melts. Wait till cooled and then pour into the mixing bowl with the flour and yeast. After 30 seconds knead and set it to rise. After it has risen, divide and place into bread pans and slide into heated oven. ENJOY! Key craft Cut a piece of paper into the shape of a key. Color it in, add stickers if you want. Then in your best penmanship write, Zac's key of remembrance, or The key to Pure joy! But, put your name at the beginning instead!

My Soul: A song of Praise

My religion this month has been studying and memorizing the Canticle of Mary, or the Magnificat. My dad today, assigned me to the task of writing my own hymn of praise, just like our Lady. You might have seen the song that I have written when I was eight, and this is one when I am eleven and a half, so enjoy and I except comments and advice. My Soul By Avimar D. My soul rests in in His glorious Mercy, bathed in his profound Power and Love. My soul walks in His footsteps, I never stray, His path is my Life. My soul tells him my seemingly everlasting troubles, He comforts me till I am comforted. My soul feels deeply his countless wounds, the blood he shed, the tears, and the agony he suffered rests in my soul, FOREVER, so that I understand fully his deep message and mystery. I dedicate this to my Grandpa D. and my aunt S. (My grandpa is a permanent deacon and my aunt is a priest's wife)