Week 2, Meal 3, Skillet Chicken with Chard and salsa over roasted potatoes

Skillet Chicken with Chard and roasted potatoes 

And in other news, I signed up for a three month subscription, so more incredible meals heading our way!

   

This was my first time cooking with rainbow chard. It’s so bright and cheerful. I love the colors in this meal! I was shocked in the grocery store by how much the recipe indicated I should buy. Turns out they were right, it does cook down substantially!
  

I subbed red potatoes for the dish, because I like them better than white. Probably I would sub in purple potatoes when I make this again for an extra pop of color. Because, why not! I wasn’t thrilled with the flavor of these potatoes. I only lightly salted them, so that was probably part of it. I like how they teach you to roast the vegetables. Our oven is just so temperamental that several pieces charred a bit more than intended. Oh well. Win some, lose some!

 

INGREDIENTS
4 servings 

Roasted Potatoes with Paprika:
Baby or new potatoes – 1 1/2 lbs, quartered
Olive oil – 2 Tbsp
Paprika – 1 tsp
Ketchup or hot sauce – for serving

Skillet Chicken with Chard:
Chicken thighs, boneless & skinless – 1 1/2 lbs (Feel free to use breasts if you prefer white meat)
Garlic powder – 1 tsp
Garlic – 3 cloves, minced
Chard – 2 bunches, leaves torn, stems chopped into 1/2″ pieces (Pick your favorite color chard. 2 bunches may seem like a lot, but it will cook down so much)
Cooking oil – 1 1/2 Tbsp + 1 1/2 Tbsp
Salsa – 1/2 cup
Lime – 1/2, juice of
Sour cream (opt) – 1/4 cup

Week 2, Meal 2, Classic Tacos! with lettuce and avocado salad

Classic Tacos! with lettuce and avocado salad

This was my 5th solo Cook Smarts meal. We learned several things from making this recipe. I made this meal Wednesday evening.

  1. Multitasking in the kitchen is mostly a good idea. And what I mean by that is, I misunderstood how to season the ground beef. So what I’m saying is, multi-task with caution.

2. Tomato paste in a tube that allows refrigeration/storage = win.

3. Mixing in all the ingredients to the pan ahead of time and cooking them with the meat, reduces assembly time which means you get to eat faster. Win.

4. Definitely remove the seeds from the tomatoes to make “crushed tomatoes” at home.

5. We definitely want to subscribe to Cook Smarts for 3 months! I’ll be setting that up this weekend! Yay!

6. The avocado salad was incredible!

7. Neither the seasoning mix I’ve made from the Good Eats cookbook, the other one I tried,  or this recipe are quite right, yet. Although, to be fair I didn’t season this round properly so maybe that’s on me.

8. Following the directions on the box of taco shells + our oven = burnt shells. Burnt corn taco shells = ew, seriously, ew.

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9. Next week in our cooking adventures I’ll be changing the serving sizes to two, we don’t quite have the containers to easily send leftovers for lunch in a manner that keeps them palatable. So we’ve been using leftovers for the following night’s dinner instead. As I’ve been having fun cooking new dishes we’re going to reduce leftovers and do something different for lunches..

INGREDIENTS
4 servings

Taco Night:
Lean ground beef – 1 lb
Coriander – 3/4 tsp
Cumin – 1/2 tsp
Paprika – 1/2 tsp
Salt – 1/2 tsp
Chili powder – 1/4 tsp
Garlic – 2 cloves, minced
Jalapenos – 2, diced
Onions – 1, diced
Iceberg bibb lettuce – 1/4 head, sliced
Cheese (opt) – 2 oz, grated (Like cheddar, Monterey, Colby)
Cooking oil – 2 Tbsp
Crushed tomatoes – 3/4 cup
Tomato paste – 1 Tbsp
Lime – 1/2, sliced into wedges
Taco shells – 8 (Use smaller tortillas if you prefer)
Sour cream (opt) – 1/2 cup
Salsa – 1/2 cup (Pick a tub of your favorite salsa.)

Iceberg Bibb Lettuce and Avocado Salad:
Iceberg bib lettuce – 1/4 head, sliced
Avocado – 1, cubed
Paprika – 1/4 tsp
Red wine vinegar – 1 1/2 Tbsp
Brown sugar – 1/2 tsp
Cooking oil – 3 Tbsp (like grapeseed, vegetable, or avocado)

*At their request I’m only including information that is part of their free content in my posts: ingredients list*

Week 2, Meal 1, Fish ‘n Chips or rather Fish Sandwich with kale ‘chips’

Original Recipe

Second week of using Cook Smarts menu/meal plan service. This is my second week of free meal plans, you just create an account and they are available to you! Yay!

Again, I’m really impressed with how smoothly the process is handled:
1)choosing the recipes,
2)creating a grocery list and
3)preparing the meals

I clicked a few buttons over the weekend, looked through my cupboards and I was quickly off to the shops! Ahhh my soul sighed.

This might have been my first meal using kale and making kale chips, but I’m not sure. I wouldn’t say I royally ruined these, I mean, they were edible, but they lacked the ‘wow’ factor of other favored dishes.

Also, not to be redundant, but I LOVE presenting a meal at the dinner table! I actually missed making a meal over the weekend. We prepared some fabulous dishes and ate fantastic food, but there’s something newly satisfying about bringing a meal to the table. (This may fade after the new wears off!)

This meal felt a bit involved for some reason, maybe it was because our oven is persnickety and I could only do one tray of kale chips at a time, so it took longer than it should have. Additionally, I chose to make my fish bites pretty small so this increased the number of rounds in my smaller pan.

The homemade tartar sauce was great. I wasn’t a fan of how often the recipe wanted me to add salt, so I reduced that.

All in all though, I’m very pleased with how this meal turned out!

I’ve decided that for next week’s menu, I’ll be signing up for a subscription! Yes! I’m so excited!

The whole recipe is available if you create an account, as they’ve requested I’m only listing out the ingredients here on my post.

INGREDIENTS
4 servings Metric
Fish Sandwiches:
Tilapia – 4 fillets (Or use other white fish like cod. If you don’t eat seafood, try this with chicken thighs.)
Iceberg lettuce – 1/4 head, sliced
Flour – 1/2 cup
Egg – 1
Panko breadcrumbs – 3/4 cup
Cajun spice – 1 tsp
Cooking oil – 1 Tbsp + 3 Tbsp
Homemade tartar sauce – 1/2 cup (Ingredients listed separately)
Burger buns – 4 (If you can find kaiser rolls, those would be great!)
Kale Chips:
Kale – 1 bunch, leaves torn off of stems (Buy dino or lacinato kale if you have a choice. If you want to make a lot of kale chips, buy more than 1 bunch!)
Olive oil – 2 Tbsp
Tartar Sauce:
Mayonnaise – 1/2 cup (Substitute with Greek yogurt if you prefer. You may need to thin it out with some milk unless you like it thick and creamy!)
Capers – 2 Tbsp, chopped
Lemon juice – 1 Tbsp

On Grief and Grieving

*possible trigger warnings for your own grief* *I cried through writing this*

My undergraduate degree is Psychology, 30 credits in to my Master’s in Professional Counseling I switched programs, and I spent the last eight and a half years working in the behavioral, counseling and mental health fields. I thought I understood grief.

Clinically I had a strong grasp on the stages of grief. Personally, I had no clue.

Both of my biological grandmothers died when I was a young child (7 or 8 ish) and my dearly loved great grandparents died fairly recently. The loss of the grand and great grandparents felt normal to my child and adult mind. In my child’s mind the death of my grand parents felt natural, to my young brain, they were old. When my great grandparents died that also felt natural, they were in their 90s. Their impact on my life was cherished and I was grateful to know them and I understood they were gone from life on earth forever. We had several of our pets die when I was little and I remember crying and (my memory is that) I quickly moved on. The process of grief and loss for these deaths seems small to me in the light of grieving that I’m now living.

Through the years I’ve watched friends lose loved ones, friends, best friends, cousins, siblings, and parents. I did not understand the pain of their loss. In my naive heart I thought the comfort of heaven could be enough, the promise of seeing the loved one again would somehow be reassuring enough to combat the pain. I now understand the loss, the absence, the missing is not overcome by this knowledge.

Back in 2006, a pastor I enjoy listening to incorporated a snapshot into his own life, where he was dealing with the loss of a friend’s child, in the middle of a sermon series in the book of Hebrews. I’ve kept this specific sermon and listened to it again and again over the years. Whenever I’ve needed specific comfort over a hurt, a wrong, a betrayal, I’ve come back to this sermon where he goes through evidence after evidence that Jesus experienced the gamut of the human experience. Over and over he references how Jesus knows. Jesus knows my pain. Jesus knows your pain. Jesus has experienced loss on a magnitude I can’t even imagine, and He’ll sit with me in my grief. Little did I know I would need this sermon again in 2015.

When Jeremy’s mother was initially diagnosed with cancer a few years ago we were all optimistic and hopeful that God would heal her this side of heaven. The pain of losing her really hit home about a month before she died when it became clear that beyond a divine intervention we would be saying goodbye long before we wanted to. The pre-grieving state was, in and of itself, wretched.

We were in Texas with her for her last days. We all took turns being by her side, providing her with comfort, praying over her, and ultimately watching her pass from this life into heaven. Watching her slowly fade was so painful I don’t think I can put it into words. Watching my vibrant, loving, passionate, compassionate Momma Hope go through the end of life stages was gut wrenching. Hospice gave us a booklet that was a dastardly timeline of what to expect. We were grateful for the knowledge, but also, we were not grateful she was experiencing each step and that all we could do was sit on the sidelines and offer prayers and whatever creature comforts were possible.

There were some verses that were really comforting to me during Hope’s last days, the first was Hebrews 9:27:

Hebrews 9:27 (NASB) “And inasmuch as it is appointed for men to die once and after this comes judgment,” I got really mad at God during some of the last days, watching her suffer, asking Him to heal her but if He wasn’t going to heal her on earth I was asking Him to take her quickly so she wouldn’t have to suffer anymore. I remember reading this verse and realizing, that she has an appointed time to die and that date and time were going to be sovereignly handled.

Another verse was, Psalm 90:12, (NASB) “So teach us to number our days, That we may present to You a heart of wisdom.” I realized that her days, like my days are numbered and that He holds those days and that He took her home precisely on the day she was supposed to go.

An aside, hospice workers are such incredible individuals, I know I’ve expressed a love/hate relationship with their literature, but really. They meet a family during one of the most horrendous, painful experiences and they walk alongside calmly and compassionately. We met several wonderful people during Hope’s last days and part of the process was eased by their knowledge, understanding and assistance.

Initial grief for me was: feeling like I couldn’t breathe, that there was an elephant on my chest and he wouldn’t move. Crying for days at the drop of a hat. Using waterproof mascara for months longer than, in my naiveté, I imagined I’d need it.

After her funeral and the house was full, I snuck away to the lake, plugged in my headphones and listened to the sermon titled Gravity (this link is to the transcript) and these sentences by the pastor just resonated in my soul:

Well, I’ve got no good religious answers for because even the theology I know, for whatever reason, is not a warm blanket for my soul right now. But hear me say this: He {Jesus} knows and He’s there. Not to say, “Oh, when are you going to figure this out?” Not to go, “When are you going to have enough faith?” Not to even throw the “I created the whole universe into being” thing in your face. Just to sit there and say, “I know, I know.”

Jesus knows grief, he knows bodily pain. I’m always blown away by the fact that even though Jesus was about to raise Lazarus from the dead, He still wept (John 11:35) over the loss of His friend. The knowledge that He would raise Him from the dead wasn’t enough to overshadow the pain of loss. The knowledge that I’ll see Hope again in heaven is not enough to overshadow my feelings of loss. And this too is okay.

2 Corinthians 1:3-7 (ESV) Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our affliction, so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any affliction, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God. For as we share abundantly in Christ’s sufferings, so through Christ we share abundantly in comfort too. If we are afflicted, it is for your comfort and salvation; and if we are comforted, it is for your comfort, which you experience when you patiently endure the same sufferings that we suffer. Our hope for you is unshaken, for we know that as you share in our sufferings, you will also share in our comfort.

Later, months later, (okay, this is still happening) I transitioned to: coming to grips with the loss. Realizing that the tears are going to keep coming, occasionally, and feel like they’ll never stop, but they do, kind of, okay not really. The missing. Acknowledging the inability to contact, touch, see, hear her voice, her laughter. Knowing that this moment, what I’m experiencing that is beautiful, wonderful, etc, and I desire to share cannot be shared with the one who is no longer on earth.

I have moments of joy and delight and think: “You have turned for me my mourning into dancing; you have loosed my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness,” (Psalm 30:11, ESV) and then this would make me sad all over again because I can’t share it with Hope.

The tricky thing about grief is that there’s no way to know in advance what will trigger tears in someone grieving. Before we lost Hope, I wouldn’t have called myself a crier. My tears were not readily at the surface (although, I should probably check with my husband on that one). There were things that made me cry, but it felt like it was infrequent and something that was a “big deal”. I had friend who would talk about crying over commercials and I was just baffled. Occasional crying, definitely, I’m human, but my perception is that I would have to intentionally watch a sad movie or read a sad book if I knew I needed a good cry. After Hope died I wore waterproof mascara for months because the most unexpected things would spark tears.

They say it (grief) gets easier, I think that’s a lie. It just changes in form, intensity and duration.

I have realized I have a list of known things that will produce tears:
*My ring- it was hers. Sometimes when I look at my hands and see my ring it causes beautiful thoughts and feelings about my marriage, other times it makes me think of Hope, and her marriage to Tim and how he’s alone here now without his partner.
*The songs from her funeral- Sometimes they cause me to worship and it’s beautiful, other times I’m in tears before three notes in to the song.
*Someone asking about her- sometimes I’m able to share happy stories and other times tears fall before the question is finished.
*When I think about my nieces who won’t know their Nanna.
*When I think about the other brothers and their future wives. I’m so sad these beautiful women, the daughters Hope prayed for will not have the honor and delight of knowing her, sharing memories like weddings, births of babies, etc.
*When I think about my father in law and the loss he feels.
*When I think about any future nieces/nephews I may have and their loss.
*Anniversaries, holidays and birthdays.

And then there are all of the unknown moments that happen and something brings her loss to the surface:
~someone in the hospital who reminds me about what she looked like at the end
~someone on the street who has a similar haircut to her favored look
~a tv show where they lose their mother (Full House- how could I forget this was a main premise of the show?!?)
~someone at Bible study sharing their own story of loss
~a book where someone is dying of cancer
and. so. many. more.

For me, grief comes with some weird auxiliary thoughts:
~like wondering, how can I keep crying, I just can’t cry any more tears, surely I have to run out of tears eventually.
~wondering when I can safely wear non-waterproof mascara again. I’ve decided this might be never. (Why is this so important to me?!?!)
~when will it be safe to no longer carry around a package of tissues.

Loss is such a faceted experience, because life continues. I wanted the world to stop moving. I wanted a deep pause. I could understand why other cultures observed a year of mourning. I could understand wanting to wear all black or at minimum a black cuff on my sleeve to externally indicate, “hey I’ve experienced a deep loss.”  I wanted to wear a sign that said, “I might burst into tears at any moment, but really, I’m okay, not really, but I’ll be okay.” Additionally, I didn’t want to be so wrapped up in my own grief in a way that made others afraid to share their joys and sorrows with me. I had a friend tell me months later about her own cancer journey that reared it’s ugly head around the same time Hope died. She told me later she didn’t tell me because she knew I was grieving. I was so sad I missed out on the opportunity to comfort her, take her family a meal, help with her kiddos, etc. Loss is strange like that. I am grateful in this experience that He has given me a deeper compassion for hurting people. For me it gave me this feeling of solidarity with anyone experiencing loss.

The surreal experience has to be the simultaneous sets of seemingly contradictions. I have found the experiences of deep abiding joy and deep, deep mourning can exist simultaneously. There’s rejoicing with my friends and loved ones and deep sadness interwoven into the same day. There’s anger that Hope is gone and envy that she’s with Jesus. There’s peace that His ways are higher than mine and profound grief that sin is in the world and death because of sin.

My knowledge of heaven is limited to what the Bible says, and let’s be honest I don’t have any of those passages down pat, but I am much, much more interested in what heaven is like. I’m confident that Jesus’ promises are true. And that for believers He has promised an eternity with Himself. I don’t know what relationships will look like in heaven. I don’t know what we’ll know or remember about earth and our relationships here. I definitely desire to give Hope a big hug in heaven someday. And I am fully confident that she is singing and dancing and praising Jesus with a whole, healthy body.

I have hope for heaven. Hope had hope for heaven because she believed Jesus Christ died on the cross and paid the penalty for her sins. This is the legacy she left and while I grieve her loss I am grateful for her life.

Cook Smarts, a week in review

Stephanie recommended Cook Smarts to me before we left for El Paso, TX and I was excited and disappointed all at once. I immediately wanted to begin making these meals, but knew I’d be waiting two weeks to start! (Rough, I know!) I know how much Stephanie enjoys cooking, meal planning, finding great recipes and if she was suggesting this website/service it had to be good! She’s a foodie so I know her recommendations are spot on :).

I asked her a bunch of questions, used her as my (gracious) personal F.A.Q. resource before I navigated over to the website myself. I was pleasantly surprised this week as I used the website. I am impressed by the care and thought they have incorporated into their product.

Your first three weeks of meals, 12 meals(!!!) and ALL of the features for these three meals are available for FREE once you sign up for an account. (This is not a sponsored post, I’m just really thrilled with this).

So I have now successfully put three complete meals on the table at dinner time! I can’t even tell you how incredible this is for me. I’ve commented on other posts during this experimental week how rare, difficult, and unheard of it is for me to accomplish this feat. I love how smoothly the recipes are written so that before I know it I’ve made two, sometimes three complete dishes by the time I’m ready for plates. The timing component that I struggle with so fiercely when I try to plan a meal to cook myself is so subtly handled that I’m not stressed or overwhelmed.

And all of the meals have been so quick. The information on the website says 25-40 minutes for most of the recipes I’ve tried… For me this has probably stretched to an hour for most of them between pulling out all of the ingredients and navigating through a new-to-me recipe. But to be honest, I haven’t really checked the time when I start or finish… so that’s a rough approximation. I’ve also stalled or delayed certain components as I waited for Jeremy to leave work or arrive home, so there’s that.

After blogging two recipes, it occurred to me that perhaps I would reach a point where I would be swimming in murky, proprietary waters with regards to their recipes. Personally, I’m a firm believer in “giving credit where credit is due,” so I emailed the founder. She replied within 24 hours and asked that I limit my expansive sharing to the free recipes, but once I begin a subscription that I reduce my content to the ingredient list only. Cook Smarts has my vote on excellent customer service!

The website is more than a recipe bank. They plan out meals, using ingredients that are fresh or in season (depending on where you live, what you have access to), have a smooth incorporation into a grocery list, include tips, tricks and cooking videos for various skills. In addition to all of this, they have a closed Facebook group of one of the MOST encouraging set of individuals I have found on the internet to date!

In earlier posts I’ve included comments on the other components to their website that have impressed me with how thoroughly they have designed their service/product. Instead of reviewing all of the features I’ll just say, I am truly impressed and grateful.

Week 1, Meal 3, Turkey Meatball Lettuce Cups

TURKEY MEATBALL LETTUCE CUPS
with apple celery salad and quinoa

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Once again, I was able to put a full meal on our table, in about 40 minutes! I made a few tweaks to the recipe, was able to use ingredients that I made yesterday today (salad dressing, adobo-honey sauce and quinoa!) That adobo-honey sauce is an incredible condiment. Spicy and sweet, but not too hot for me!

After a week of trying Cook Smarts and successfully making three complete meals by myself in. a. row. I think I am more than ready to say the subscription is worth it for me!  This was a tasty and filling meal and I’m already excited to eat it as leftovers for lunch tomorrow!

The edits I made to the recipe can be found in yesterday’s post (adobo-honey sauce) and below in blue. I didn’t really make that many substitutions to today’s recipe.

PREP
Make meatballs – Chop cilantro. Mix ground turkey meat with chopped cilantro, cumin, garlic powder, paprika, salt, pepper, and panko. Form into 1 ½” (4 cm) wide meatballs. If making ahead of time, place onto a plate and cover with plastic wrap. This should make about 8 meatballs. (Should be done up to 1 day ahead) (Totally did not see <— until I was making dinner, they turned out quite nicely!)

Quinoa (made last night!)

MAKE
Heat a skillet over medium-high heat. Add oil and then meatballs to heated oil. Sear top and bottom sides for 3 minutes each, until a golden-brown sear forms.
Pour chicken stock into pan, lower heat to medium, and cover loosely with aluminum foil. Cook for another 8 to 12 minutes, until meatballs reach 165F (74C) degrees (you can also just slice through to make sure all the meat is cooked through).
Meanwhile, tear off 2 iceberg lettuce leaves / person. Wash and dry as needed.

(I ended up prepping certain parts of my salad before cooking the meatballs because I was delaying for optimal serving time)
Salad:
Slice apples, celery, and green parts of green onions. If not done from last night, whisk together maple syrup, Dijon mustard, apple cider vinegar, and oil. Season to taste with salt and pepper.

When meatballs are done, slice each into quarters. (I totally forgot this step, so I served the meatballs whole and it was a bit awkward. We did remember the adobo sauce though! Oh well 🙂 ) Divide into lettuce leaves and have everyone drizzle on as much adobo-honey sauce as they want.

Toss apples, celery, green onions, and greens with vinaigrette. Enjoy lettuce cups, salad, and quinoa.

INGREDIENTS
4 servings

Quinoa:
Quinoa – 2/3 cup, uncooked

Apple Celery Salad:
Apples – 1, sliced
Celery – 3 stalks, sliced
Green onions, green parts – 2 stalks, chopped (If I remembered last night I would have kept my two green parts for tonight, but I forgot, so thankfully I had a few more green onions in my fridge!)
Salad greens – 6 oz (I used bib lettuce for this)

Dressing: (I retained extra from last night!)
Maple syrup – 1 tsp
Dijon mustard – 1 tsp
Apple cider vinegar – 1 ½ Tbsp
Cooking oil – 2 Tbsp

Turkey Meatball Lettuce Cups:
Cilantro – ¼ bunch, chopped
Ground turkey – 1 lb
Cumin – 1 tsp
Garlic powder – 1 tsp
Paprika – 1 tsp
Salt – ¼ tsp
Black pepper – pinch
Panko breadcrumbs – ¼ cup

Cooking oil – 2 Tbsp
Chicken broth stock – ¼ cup
Iceberg lettuce – 8 leaves
Leftover Adobo-honey sauce (from Tue) – 6 Tbsp

NUTRITION FACTS
Serving Size 1 serving
Servings Per Recipe 4
Amount Per Serving
Calories 453
% Daily Value
Total Fat 18g 28%
Saturated Fat 3g 14%
Trans Fat 0g
Cholesterol 63mg 21%
Sodium 749mg 31%
Total Carbohydrate 38g 13%
Dietary Fiber 5g 19%
Sugars 12g
Protein 35g

Willem van de Velde the Younger Ships in a Gale

In our last living room we cultivated what we call an Art Wall. I can’t remember how we came to the decision to cultivate an art wall, maybe it was a Pinterest thing? We decided on a theme for our decorating scheme and then slowly added pieces that fit. One year for Christmas we put Starry Night Over the Rhone by Vincent Van Gogh on our Christmas list. After we received this first print we decided we should design our wall. We picked out the frames at Michaels, designed an arrangement and went to work filling the frames. Now in our new apartment it’s going to be an art filled Portico. 

Ships in a Gale is one of the most thought provoking pieces I selected. It has such powerful imagery for me and reminds me that God is in charge of the wind and the seas. No matter my circumstances, no matter my storms, He is Creator and over all. With just the sound of His voice He can make this tumultuous scene be still.

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I set this painting as my background on my laptop and shared it with a coworker, she was shocked and appalled by it until I told her what it represented to me. You see, when she looked at it she saw imminent danger and destruction for the ships and an angry sky and sea. I look at it and am reminded that even in turbulent seas, my God is powerful enough to keep me safe, protected and at peace.

Psalm 107:28-31 

Then they cried to the Lord in their trouble,
    and he delivered them from their distress.
 He made the storm be still,
    and the waves of the sea were hushed.
 Then they were glad that the waters were quiet,
    and he brought them to their desired haven.
 Let them thank the Lord for his steadfast love,
    for his wondrous works to the children of man!

Mark 4:35-39

On that day, when evening had come, he said to them, “Let us go across to the other side.” And leaving the crowd, they took him with them in the boat, just as he was. And other boats were with him. And a great windstorm arose, and the waves were breaking into the boat, so that the boat was already filling.  But he was in the stern, asleep on the cushion. And they woke him and said to him, “Teacher, do you not care that we are perishing?”  And he awoke and rebuked the wind and said to the sea, Peace! Be still!” And the wind ceased, and there was a great calm.  He said to them, “Why are you so afraid? Have you still no faith?”  And they were filled with great fear and said to one another, “Who then is this, that even the wind and the sea obey him?”

Matthew 7:24-27

 Everyone then who hears these words of mine and does them will be like a wise man who built his house on the rock.  And the rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that house, but it did not fall, because it had been founded on the rock.  And everyone who hears these words of mine and does not do them will be like a foolish man who built his house on the sand.  And the rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell, and great was the fall of it.”