1 fully ripe circumstance
2 cups impossibility (no substitutes)
Drain natural resources
Add one grain of faith
Fold in prayer
Let praise rise until doubled
Punch down doubtful thoughts
Need
Let praise rise again
Punch down words of defeat
Leave in furnace of affliction until edges are golden
Chill and wait
3 comments:
Faith, did you really write this?
I cried! I'm trying the recipe right now...
Grace,
Sort of. I got it from the Master Chef.
I used to work as a cook so I
can realy appreciate this.
Best recipe I ever saw.
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