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Happy September, Everyone! I don’t know about you, but there is something about September that makes me want to pull out my cozy sweatshirts, my fun sweaters, my trendy boots, AND my crockpot.

Okay, I know I probably had you until I mentioned crockpot. I admit, it’s kind of strange to include that in with my favorite fall wardrobe pieces, but when I think of Fall I do LOVE coming home on a cool, crisp day to the amazing aroma filling my kitchen of a warm delicious meal already prepared in my crockpot. With hearty soups, yummy pasta dishes, and savory roasts and vegetables—there are many options that help provide a healthy meal for my family during the busy evening hours. And don’t even get me started on my favorite Fall desserts…

So, for this week’s blog, I thought I would do something totally FUN and different and include my favorite Fall crockpot recipe. Whether I am I am taking a meal to someone, having company over, or just wanting to make my family happy—this easy recipe is at the top of my list. My husband’s mom gave me this recipe years ago, and it has become a well-loved favorite by many. If you like Italian cuisine, you will love this.



1 lb. lean ground beef, cooked & drained

salt & pepper, as desired

1 60-oz can tomato juice

1 10-oz jar Prego traditional pasta sauce

1/2 cup of sugar (I sometimes use less sugar and/or substitute Stevia for part of it)

1 10-oz package egg noodles, thin (whole wheat or gluten free egg noodles are also available)

2 cups of grated colby jack cheese

Brown beef with salt and pepper. Drain. Add juice, pasta sauce and sugar and simmer for 30 minutes. Cook noodles for 1 minute in salted water, drain, and rinse. Add to tomato mixture and simmer another 25 minutes on low heat. To enhance flavor, refrigerate 3-12 hours. Top with cheese before cooking. Cook in crockpot on low setting for 3 hours or bake at 350 for 60-70 minutes.

This is wonderful with a fresh, healthy salad and warm rolls.


(Couldn’t resist including a picture of my little helper!)

Now that we have the meal out of the way, let’s move on to the best part of all—dessert. Anyone that knows me knows that I LOVE dessert…especially a homemade one.  And Fall definitely brings out the baking in me. I’m not sure if it’s the chilly weather that makes me crave warm treats or if it’s the fun trips to the orchard; either way, Apple Crisp is a dessert that we just can’t get enough of in the Fall. My husband likes to call it Apple Double Crisp because there is nothing worse to him than not having enough crisp to cover the apples, so I double the crisp part hence the name—Apple Double Crisp. Here’s my version:


Apple Double Crisp

5 cups of thinly sliced & peeled apples (In the late summer, I sometimes do fresh peaches instead) with 2-4 Tablespoons of sugar & cinnamon mixed in. Set aside.

Crisp Topping:

1 cup of oatmeal

1 cup of packed brown sugar

1/2 cup of all-purpose flour

1/2 teaspoon of cinnamon

1/2 cup of butter cut in small pieces

1/2 cup of coconut (optional)

For the topping, in a mixing bowl combine oats, brown sugar, flour, and cinnamon. Cut in butter until mixture resembles coarse crumbs. Stir in coconut.

Place fruit mixture in a 8X8 square baking dish or 8x 1/2-inch round baking dish. (I always add 1 or 2 Tablespoons of water on the bottom of the dish before I put the fruit mixture in). Sprinkle the crisp topping on top of the fruit making sure it is thoroughly covered. Bake at 375 for 45 minutes or until the top is golden. Serve warm with vanilla ice cream.


So, there you have two of my Fall favorites. What are some of yours? I’d love to hear from you and add some more wonderful Fall classics to my collection. Until next week,  Bon Appétit!


It happens every year. The knot in my throat. The pit in my stomach. The big hugs and “I love you” as she slowly walks into her new classroom—all the while glancing back for my reassurance, all the while taking a huge piece of my heart.

One would think I would have adjusted by now, but I haven’t! The beginning of school gets me EVERY time. I mean seriously, by 3rd grade I should really have this thing down pat by now, but instead what I am learning is that goodbyes are never easy. Whether a day in elementary school, a semester at college, or the day she leaves the nest and spreads her wings and flies (gulp), I have no doubt I will enthusiastically cheer her on with both excitement AND tears. Such a dichotomy, but all part of the process and all part of the journey of loving her, training her, and releasing her to live out the exciting dreams God has for her.


So, beyond being a crazy emotional mamma on this first day of school, I have also spent a good part of this day thinking of what I can do to help my girl have the best year possible. I concluded that with some defined goals, we can create an environment in which she can flourish. My list includes some things we already do and also some new things we are going to commit to this year and is as follows:

  1. Every night before going to bed, we will set out her clothes and pack her snack and lunch.
  2. Before packing her napkin in her lunch box, I will write an encouraging word, a Bible verse, or an “I Love You” on it. It’s a small way to let her know that I am thinking of her and cheering her on, and the memory will last a lifetime.
  3. I will make an effort to go to her lunch a number of times throughout the year. Not only am I doing this for her, but it also gives me insight into her friendships and into the dynamics of her little world.
  4. I will be a good steward of my time throughout the day, so I can be “all there” in the evening for dinner, homework, meaningful interaction, and bedtime.
  5. I will do my best to prepare healthy meals and to eat at home as much as possible on school nights. With some preplanning and a crockpot, this would be a healthier option.
  6. I will make sure bedtime is early enough to allow for enough sleep while at the same time giving ample time for girl talk. Some of our sweetest times are while we are lying in bed sharing every detail of our days.
  7. I will work hard to stay ahead of homework assignments. With so many extra curricular activities and distractions all around us, it is important for me, as a mom, to help my daughter stay focused on her responsibilities and to make sure everything is completed on time and done to the best of her ability.
  8. I will make sure she gets time to play and exercise each day. After sitting in class all day, that little body needs to get outside and play.
  9. I will plan for family fun on the weekends. We’ve just said goodbye to summer and to all the fun family times we shared. The school year doesn’t have to be just about grueling school work; we can still do fun things together such as apple picking, hiking, biking, baking, 4-wheeling, and lots of playing!
  10. I will PRAY for her and all her teachers every day. It’s hard not to be with her throughout the day, but how comforting to know that God is ALWAYS with her and He loves her even more than we do. I saw a great post this morning on Facebook for those of us leaving our little ones in other people’s hands:

Do not be afraid or discouraged, for the LORD will personally go ahead of you (them). He will be with you (them); He will neither fail you (them) or abandon you (them).    ~Dueteronomy 31:8

So that’s my list and my prayer is that we can all encourage one another in this whole parenting thing through sharing our hearts and ideas and being a support to one another. The reality is, we all have different situations— some moms work outside of the home, while others are stay-at-home moms; some have 1 child, while others have 2, 4, or even 6 or more; some have preschoolers, while others have elementary students, middle schoolers, high schoolers, or even college students. But as moms we all have 1 thing in common—we are in this thing together! It’s not always easy, but it is profoundly worthwhile. So, let’s inspire one another to be the best moms that we can be to these little ones that God has entrusted us with. Let’s laugh, cry, and cheer each other on as we pass each other in the classrooms, the ballfields, and the corridors of life together.

Oh, and by the way, my daughter came home from school today skipping and whistling and chattering about the AWESOME first day of school that she had. I had to laugh especially when I pulled this paper out of her backpack:


Apparently, she forgot ALL about the tears, fears, and nerves that we worked through for hours last night and which remained heavy on this mama’s heart today as I thought about her, prayed for her, and even blogged about her pretty much all day. Isn’t it funny how that works? But the truth is, minus the tears, I wouldn’t want it any other way!



It felt like time stood still as the past and the present intersected in a glorious moment that took my breath away. So many thoughts and so many emotions filled my heart as I watched my daughter sing her very first solo on the very same stage where it all began for me when I was her age. It was such a surreal experience not just because I was so proud of my little girl, but also because of the profound symbolism that moment held—symbolism of God’s incredible faithfulness through EVERY moment of my life.


As I stood there on the stage while my daughter sang, I couldn’t help but reflect on how God was with me in the difficult moments of my life. As a child, I experienced first-hand the devastating effects that drugs and alcohol had on my family. As a child, I also knew what it was to have a mother die of cancer. But as a child, I also experienced God’s faithfulness as He directed a family from that very church to come to my house and offer HOPE and the LOVE of Jesus. That family took me into their home and loved me and raised me as their very own and because of their faithfulness to Jesus Christ, my life was given meaning and hope.

There is hardly a day that goes by when I don’t think of where my life could have been if God had not intervened. But that is exactly what God does. He takes the broken pieces of our lives and masterfully weaves them together to form a story of grace like no other.  ~Taken from Dare to Soar

As we spent the week touring and singing at some of the same churches that I sang at as a teenager, I found myself sharing with my daughter the stories of how God opened the doors for me as a young girl to sing for Him and how He began using me in ways that I never dreamed possible. Before long, I began to realize this trip was more than just a concert tour, this trip was a time of remembrance of ALL that God had done for me.


Interestingly, I just recently have been reading about the Israelites who also knew what it was like to look back and to remember God’s faithfulness to them after they crossed the Jordan River into the Promised Land. This wasn’t a typical trek for them, and I wonder if some were even a little fearful as the entire group of Israelites prepared to cross the river. Joshua, perhaps sensing their apprehension, gathered them together and reassuringly told them to consecrate themselves because the Lord was going to do wonders among them (Joshua 3:5).

And that is exactly what God did- He showed up and did the miraculous as He rolled the waters back so the entire nation of Israel could cross over the Jordan on dry land. Then, as soon as the last poky person made it to the other side, the waters flowed back. I love it when God moves, for when He moves, He moves MIGHTILY so there is no question in anyone’s mind that it is ALL Him!

After the Israelites had triumphantly crossed the Jordan, the Lord instructed them to take 12 stones from the Jordan and to set up a memorial—a memorial so that when their children would ask the meaning of the stones they would hear the incredible story of God’s faithfulness to them (Joshua 4:20-24).

Last week, as I retold the stories of God’s faithfulness to my daughter, I began to realize that remembering God’s faithfulness brings glory to Him but also does the following for me:

1.  Remembering God’s Provision in the PAST is a constant  reminder that He has never let me down. He has always taken care of my EVERY need and ALWAYS will.

2.  Rehearsing God’s Faithfulness in the PRESENT ignites my heart to worship and praise Him for all that He has done for me. How can I keep silent when He has done the miraculous for me?

3.  Reiterating God’s Promises for the FUTURE is possible because He has never failed me in the past and certainly isn’t going to start now. He promises never to leave me nor forsake me and holds my entire life in the palm of His hand.


So, thank you, sweet girl, for being so brave and singing for Jesus last week. You not only touched the audiences in a powerful way, but you blessed your mommy’s heart more than you will ever know. I pray that you will never forget ALL that God has done for me which plays a part in ALL that He has done and will do for you. May we both always share His faithfulness “so that people of the earth may know that the Lord’s hand is mighty, and so that you may always fear the Lord your God” (Joshua 4:24).

  • Gail Smith - Love that you shared Emma with us.
    When our boys were young there was no doubt where we stood in our beliefs and that we loved the Lord. Jack and I were their example to follow, not always perfect but they knew we believed. #trainupachildReplyCancel

    • pauladunn - Gail- I love the unwavering testimony you & Jack have had all throughout the years. You all have been great examples in the lives of many people…especially your boys and now your sweet grandbabies! LOVE that!!!ReplyCancel

  • Joseph E Young, Sr. - Very pleased and proud of her and especially the job that you and Rob have done in raising her. I enjoy reading your posts daily and it is obvious that all that you do and say is in the name of the lord and for his glory. I am very sorry that I was not able to see you, Rob and Emma while you were in Maine! Love you!ReplyCancel

    • pauladunn - Thanks, Joe! I so appreciate your encouraging words! Congrats on your retirement! 🙂 Love to you & Beth…ReplyCancel

  • Sue Happel - Beautiful, Paula! What a wonderful, sweet girl Emma has become. How uplifting it is to hear those precious words sung from her heart. Blessings to you and your family. Miss seeing you all.ReplyCancel

    • pauladunn - Thanks, Sue, for your sweet words! It means so much! 🙂 We miss seeing you all too! Blessings to you all…ReplyCancel

What is wrong with me? Why can’t I just relax? 

Have you ever asked yourself these questions? Maybe it’s just me, but I sure have. In fact, a recent family vacation forced me to deal with this issue head on in a very unexpected way.

We had been very graciously given a 3 night getaway to a family resort in the mountains which boasted of zip lines, horse back riding, an indoor water park, tubing, and the list goes on. My people couldn’t be happier. The entire drive there, I smiled and listened as they mapped out all of their upcoming adventures. Three days of non-stop fun was ALL that was on their agenda.

My agenda, however, was to relax and unwind…which for me can sometimes be easier said than done.

Upon arrival at the picturesque resort, my husband and daughter were out the door within the first 5 minutes of unloading the car, ready to dive into all of their action-packed festivities. I, on the other hand, was determined to hit the ground running on the path to relaxation and signed up right away for a yoga class thinking that would be a great way to kick off this mountain retreat.

I donned on my workout gear and jogged on over to the gym, all ready to start my vacation off stress-free and with some good exercise. However, my enthusiasm soon turned to disappointment, as the yoga instructor used the first 30 minutes of the hour-long class to TALK about the importance of relaxation. The longer she rattled on, the more frustrated I felt inside. Enough already. Let’s quit talking and get moving, I impatiently thought. She finally got around to stretching for the last 20 minutes of the session, but by that time I was anything but relaxed.

Later that evening, I had to laugh at the irony that I went to a yoga class to relax but ended up getting stressed out because it was too focused on relaxation and didn’t accomplish anything that was on my agenda.

As I continued to think about the whole yoga debacle, Psalm 46:10  began to echo in my mind:

Be still and know that I am God.

And as the words seeped into my heart, I realized that still was the last thing I had been since the moment we had arrived. And the more I thought about it I couldn’t help but wonder if perhaps my inability to relax had nothing to do with a yoga class gone wrong and everything to do with a complete disconnect with what it means to be still. Perhaps I needed more than a relaxing mountain retreat—I needed a change of heart.

So, right there on the balcony of the condo that evening, I decided to put aside any agenda for the next two days and allow God to direct my heart. And here is what He began to show me in the still:

  1. Being still is not about a time or place—it’s about my heart.  Oftentimes, I have no problem quieting my heart and being still before God. Each morning I awaken before my family so that I can spend some quiet, uninterrupted, still moments with God. But as soon as I close my Bible I can ferociously dive into my day and leave that stilled heart in the dust. Carrying a stilled heart throughout the day is a conscious choice. When I allow myself to get aggravated, impatient, and worked up, I am choosing to let the emotions of my heart to run rampant rather than the Ruler of my heart to reign supreme.
  2. Being still is recognizing that He is God, and I am not. When I take the time to look within myself, most of the things that aggravate me do so because I am not in control. What would happen if I quit trying to be the one in control and truly allowed God to be the One who ordained my steps? I’m thinking I would be a whole lot less anxious and much more at peace if I would let go and allow Him to be the One in charge.
  3. Being still is salve for a weary soul. We run. We strive. We achieve. We push through. And somewhere in the frenzy, we can lose touch of what it means to rest, to breathe, and to take care of our souls. It’s like we wear “crazy busy” as a badge of honor, but if the truth be known walking in the still is far more honorable than frantically racing in the chaos. For it is in the still that we can steady our minds and soothe our souls, making us better equipped to handle all the moments we face in life.

Weeks have gone by since our trip to the mountains, but the lessons learned still challenge my heart. I’m sure there will be many more times that I will need to be reminded to quiet my anxious heart, but TODAY I will slow down and choose to embrace the still. For when I turn away from the noise of life, I find PEACE, and when I step into the still, I find GOD.

  • Gail Smith - I know someone wrote this for me ! LolReplyCancel

    • pauladunn - Ha! Yes, Gail, I’m thinking we are definitely alike on this! 🙂ReplyCancel


There comes a point in life, a fork in the road if you will, when belief beckons us to choose between passionately living by our convictions or passively going with the flow of the culture around us.

One such intersection of belief and conviction happened just last week for my husband and me. Out of the blue, we were faced with an issue that affected us and immediately put our beliefs on the line. Instantly, the question- how far would we go for what we believe demanded an answer. 

While we knew there was no question that we would stand for what is right, the reality of potential consequences of taking that stand was sobering.

As I laid in bed that night, I found myself feeling very frustrated and upset at the condition of our country- at how far it has gone from the morals and values it was built upon. My mind raced with a long list of grave concerns for our country’s future. Yet, in the midst of my inner turmoil, God reminded me that this is nothing new. In fact, from the beginning of time, ALL of mankind has had to make the decision of whether to follow or reject God’s principles.

It just so happens that over the last few months I have been reading through Kings and Chronicles in the Old Testament. And as I have read about the different kings, it has been mind-boggling to me that so many of them were evil and did what was blatantly wrong in the sight of God and as a result received God’s judgment rather than His blessings and favor. I found myself getting so frustrated, that is, until I came to 2 Kings 22:1-2 which tells of one king who dared to be different:

Josiah did what was RIGHT in the Lord’s sight and walked in all the ways of his ancestor David; he did not turn to the right or the left.

Hallelujah! Someone finally turned the ship around and brought Israel back to God! My relief was short-lived, however, because as I read on the very next king after Josiah went back to doing what was evil in God’s sight.

What is wrong with these people, I mused. Did they completely lose their minds? They knew what was right and deliberately did not do it! They traded God’s favor for a life lived unto themselves. And then it hit me- are we any different today? Do we walk in ALL of God’s ways or are we like the Israelites who swerved far to the left and to the right?

As I thought about this question last week, I realized how quick I was to judge Israel when in reality I can be guilty of the same thing. No, my actions may not be as evil in my eyes as the Israelites’ sin, but the truth is- ALL sin grieves God’s heart. And when I choose to do what is wrong or even to swerve to the right or to the left of what I know are God’s principles, I am living just as the Israelites who wandered from God.

Yikes! How convicting is that? All of a sudden, this was not so much about how others are living or what our country is doing, but rather how am I living before an almighty God?

As if that wasn’t enough, God further challenged my heart this morning, when I read 2 Chronicles 7:14, a verse that I have read many times but today saw it in a new light:

“If My people who are called by My name will humble themselves, and pray and seek My face, and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin and heal their land.”

From that verse, I couldn’t help but notice that the entire formula for bringing revival and healing to the land was based on God’s people coming back to Him. And then the lightbulb came on for me-It’s not so much about our culture and how they choose to live, but rather it’s all about God’s people humbling ourselves, turning from our wicked ways, and praying and seeking God’s face.

There is no doubt that our land needs healing, but I am convinced more than ever that it must start with US! Instead of looking all around us and casting blame and judgment, we must first look within and make sure WE are walking right with God and living holy lives before Him. Yes, we still need to look within our culture and stand for what is right, but perhaps our impact will be even greater if we do so from a framework of personal revival and unswerving commitment to our God.

Lord Jesus, forgive me for the times that I have arrogantly looked in judgment at others, when my own heart is flawed and can drift away from You. Help me to make sure I am living right before Your eyes in such a way as King Josiah did with a life that didn’t waver or swerve to the right or to the left. I admit that I don’t have all the answers, and as I look at our world today I know it must grieve Your heart to see the moral depravity, the violence, and the way the enemy has deceived and destroyed. I ask You today, Lord, to help me to be brave and bold in standing for what is right. May I be led by Your Spirit rather than my emotions and may it all come from a heart of love and commitment to You. Our land needs healing. Our land needs You, Jesus! Revive our hearts, and may it start with me.