Creative Market

I have stumbled upon a great website that has quickly become one of my favorites!  It is Creative Market.  Creative Market is an online marketplace where you can buy digital design goods to use in your personal or commercial projects. Products offered range from fonts, icons, and themes, to clipart, UI kits, Photoshop brushes, stock photographs, and much more.

If you are a blogger Creative Market’s blog page provides information and inspiration for your blog. The blog page features a Fresh Design Products series where they highlight new products that have been recently uploaded to the marketplace.

One of the best features of Creative Market is their Free Goods of the Week where you can download free fonts, graphics, pictures etc.  Who does not like free?!

What is also great about Creative Market is that by joining the partner program you can earn 10% of every purchase for an entire year from all new customers you refer to Creative Market. I will start sharing products I love a couple times a week on Pinterest and Instagram , and here on my blog.

1. Sign up with Creative Market partner program
Want to join the program yourself and try to make a little cash? Here is how to get the ball rolling. First of all you will have to sign up for the partner program here. It took about 2 days before I got the acceptance email.  Once you have been accepted, all links you share from Creative Market will automatically have your code embedded in them so they can track your shares. To manually share any Creative Market links with your Partner code applied, you can add the following code to the end of the links: ?u=username

2. Share your links
So now it’s time to start sharing. Share your links on your blog, Pinterest, Instagram, Facebook or any other social media site. Pinterest a great way to promote products!

3. Stats
On Creative Market’s partner page you will find the stats of your links. The breakdown of your stats are listed below.
Clickthroughs – the amount of clicks from the affiliate links you shared
Referrals – the amount of people that signed up to Creative Market via your affiliate links
Sales – the amount of sales you made with your affiliate links
Earned – the amount of cash you have earned

4. Earnings
When a new user you have referred with your links joins Creative Market, you’ll earn a 10% commission on every single purchase they make for one year after they join. If you are a shop owner, that means you will make 80% of each sale when one of your referrals buys from your shop! Give it a try and see if it works for you. This post includes affiliate links.

Way, Truth, Life

When I was 14 I accepted Jesus into my heart to be my Lord and Savior.  Here is my story.

When I was 5 or 6 years old my family and I watched a show on TV that dismantled my security and instilled within me a deep fear.  The scene that is imprinted in my memory was about a little boy my age standing in the blowing snow at his mother’s graveside following her funeral. He laid a rose on her casket before she was lowered into the ground to be buried and returned home where he sat on his bed in his cold, grey, drafty room…alone, lonely. Tears streamed, my heart ached and fear planted itself deep within my heart.  Fear that I’d lose my mom.  I felt his pain as if it was my own.

Over time this fear grew extending its tenticales around my sense of security suffocating it until security was snuffed out.  At night I had trouble falling asleep for fear that my parents would die leaving me alone and lonely.  Every night at bedtime my heart raced, my stomach felt sick and the scene of the little boy standing at his mother’s graveside flashed through my mind.  I was not afraid that I would die but that I would live and my parents would die leaving me in this world alone.  To aleviate this fear, my mind created a belief that some people never experienced death and my family was one of the lucky ones that would live forever.  My young mind was at work trying to cope with this fear by building resilance through a skewed belief system.

Several years later…

Even though I attended church with my family, I had very little, if any, experience reading the Bible.  In our church having a personal relationship with Jesus was not discussed.  Every prayer said in church was read from a book together as a congregation.  Being “saved” was not in the vocabulary that was used in our church.

The summer of my 14th birthday my aunt invited me to go to Falls Creek, a summer church camp, with my cousin and her youth group.  I had conflicting emotions about going.  I was excited about spending time with my family and meeting new friends but was really nervous about being at a church camp because of my inexperience with the Bible.  I thought, “what if they ask me to look something up in the Bible, how in the world would I know how to do that and worse yet, what if they ask me to do that in front of a bunch of people?”  This anxiety propelled me into thinking that that if I was going to church camp I better know something about the Bible.  So I got out our family Bible (which was huge), opened it and began to read. The verse I randomly turned to was “I am the way, the truth and the life, no one come to the father but through me.”  Panic struck me as I stopped reading and thought “I have NO idea what that means!” Feeling defeated I quickly shut the Bible and put it away. And off to camp I went feeling nervous and unequipped.

Each day at Falls Creek there is a morning, afternoon, and evening tabernacle service.  At one of the evening services a pastor named Baily Smith was speaking about the difference between wheat and tares discussed in the gospels.  People who had a personal relationship with Jesus were wheat and would one day be harvested by Jesus to live eternally with him in heaven.  People without a personal relationship with Jesus were tares who lived among the wheat but would not be harvested with the wheat  because they did not know Jesus as their Lord and Savior.  I knew that I was a tare.  I had not ever asked Jesus to be my Lord and Savior.  It was so clear to me that at that moment that  I did not have eternal life with Jesus. I desperately wanted to be counted as wheat, I wanted eternal life with Jesus more than anything.

During the invitation I stood at the edge of the row paralized with fear wanting to go forward but afraid of drawing  attention to myself.  As the invitation continued with prayer and song, people kept going forward to profess their faith in Jesus.  I stood there silently telling myself, I’ll go forward after the next person passes me. Then without realizing it, I stepped out into the isle and began to walk forward to the front of the tabernacle to profess my faith in Jesus.  As I was walking it felt surreal as if it wasn’t me that stepped out into the isle but that I was being led. Thankfully my aunt met me at the front and prayed with me as I asked Jesus to come into my heart and be my Lord and Savior.  Tears spilled from my eyes as my heart was filled with joy.  I was elated, free, and euphoric…the feeling of a reedemed life that just stepped out of the clutches of death and into eternal life.

When we returned from camp we had a share night at church. During our rehersal for share night the youth pastor assigned each youth person a passage from the Bible that they would to read aloud to the congregation. The youth pastor assigned to me the verse John 4:16.  When I looked it up in the Bible I read “I am the way, the truth and the life, no one comes to the father but through me.”  Amazement filled my heart when I realized that was very same verse that I had read in my quest to” know something” about the Bible before going to church camp.  The very verse whose meaning was once so foreign to me was now full of meaning.  I felt the personal touch of God.  Awe filled my heart as I realized how God had His hand on me all along drawing me to Him, creating an experience for me that undeniably illustrated His power and desire to have an intimate relationship with me.  He was now in charge as I bowed my life before Him as King, my King.

Like a pebble making ripples in water, my committment to Jesus rippled through our family. I started attending a youth group regularly at another church.  Eventually my parents came to watch one of our youth group programs and they were drawn to start attending church regularly.  Later, as a teenager my sister gave her life to Christ. In the summers I began going on mission trips and continued to attend Falls Creek with my cousin’s youth group.  My faith grew and shaped my life. As a college student and single young adulthood years I worked at Kanakuk Kamp in the K-2 office during the summers with a group of people who all loved Jesus and wanted to walk with Him just as I did (the best job ever!).

As I reflected on this experience  as an adult, I remembered my childhood fear of my parents dying and of my created belief that my family would be one of the lucky ones that would get to live forever, I discovered that my belief wasn’t so crazy at all.  Most of my family will live forever with Jesus in heaven because they too have accepted Jesus as their Lord and Savior.  I am praying that God will draw my dad just as He did myself to accept Jesus as his Lord and Savior.   If you feel compelled, please pray for my father’s salvation too.

 

Olive Garden-esk Fettuccini Alfredo

I love the fettuccini alfredo from Olive Garden. In fact, when we eat at Olive Garden our family orders a boat of it for dipping our bread sticks in.  It is the best.  I have tried and tried to replicate their recipe never finding success, until now.

Alfredo Recipe Picture

This recipe is so very close to the Olive Garden recipe and my family LOVES it.  I want to share this recipe with you so your family can love it too!

Ingredients
1 cup of heavy cream
1 cup of milk
1 cup of parmesan cheese
6 egg yolks, beaten
garlic salt to taste
pepper to taste

Directions
Bring heavy cream and milk to simmer. Stir in parmesan cheese until melted. Take a SMALL amount of the simmering milk/cream mixture and SLOWly stir it into the egg yolk mixture to temper the egg yolks. Take the egg yolk mixture and slowly add to the simmering milk/cream mixture. Add the garlic salt to the alfredo sauce 1/4 of a teaspoon at a time. I usually end up using about 1 and 1/2 teaspoon because we like it fairly salty. But, remember that it gets saltier as it cooks and cools. I usually use about 1/2 of a teaspoon of pepper. Continue to stir the alfredo until it thickens. Sometimes this takes about 20 minutes.

Enjoy!

Power Pressure Cooker XL

I love, love, love my Power Pressure Cooker XL!!! Actually, until recently I was afraid of pressure cookers because of the horror stories I had heard about them exploding and being dangerous.  But the question “Mom, what’s for dinner?” is my daily dilemma and can make my blood boil!  By divine intervention I was in a meeting with a single father who cooks every night for his child and he told me about all of the wonderful recipes he makes in his electric pressure cooker AND in 1/3 of the time.  Now, he had me at 1/3 of the time; although, his recipes sounded delicious too.  So for Christmas, I asked for a gift card to Bed Bath and Beyond so I could purchase my Power Pressure Cooker XL.  I knew I could use my 20% coupon and save about $20…I’m a bargain hunter.  I unpacked the cooker and read the instructions and fear crept in.  I won’t lie, it sounded a bit daunting.  Thanks to UTube, I was able to watch several how-to videos and was up and running in no time.  What’s the first thing that I made??  RIBS!  Never in my life have I made ribs before but the UTube video I watched made them in, wait for it…..30 minutes and it was so. very. easy.Power Pressure Cooker XL

Now look at how delicious those ribs look!  I’ll tell you how I did it.  These are St. Louis style ribs. I cut the rack of ribs in 1/2.  I put 4 cups of apple juice and added about 1 tablespoon of apple cider vinegar into the pressure cooker.  I stood the ribs up with the thickest part of the meat down.  I set the pressure cooker to 30 minutes AND the oven to 400 degrees (because you have to brown the ribs so they get that yummy sicky, sweet BBQ texture).  When the pressure cooker beeped, I released the steam…very carefuly.  Because this was my first time to use the cooker I didn’t know what to expect, but is wasn’t that scary.  I took the ribs out of the cooker and put them on my pan with a rack and slathered them with our favorite BBQ sauce on both sides of the meat and put them in the oven for about 7 minutes on each side.  They were perfectly tender, sweet, tangy and fell off the bone.  I have made them three times in the last month.  My family might get sick of having ribs!  Who knew it could be so easy?Ribs with the Power Pressure Cooker XL

Shhhh, don’t tell my sister, but I bought her one for her birthday!  She is going to absolutely love it!

 

 

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My Prayer

Praying the word of God aligns my heart with His.  We have been studying Revelation in Bible Study Fellowship this year and my prayer has been for God to give me His wisdom and revelation in the knowledge of Him as I work through Revelation.  God is faithful.January 2016 iphone 333I deeply moved moved through the study of Revelation 5:6-10 and my heart has deepened with response to prayer.  When Jesus, the Lamb of God, was slain for my sin the response of the heavenly host closest to God in His throne room fell flat before Him in reverence holding a harp in one hand and a golden bowl containing the prayers of God’s people up to Him.  I am humbled and amazed that every word I utter to God in prayer is so deeply important to Him that my words would be delivered to Him in a golden bowl by His holy, heavenly beings who are flat before Him in reverence and complete submission.  Beautiful.

Ice, Ice Baby

So far this winter we have had TWO, count them TWO ice storms.  The ice is beautiful and leaves God’s creation looking like an ice castle.  When you step outside it is very, very quiet with the occasional popping of breaking tree branches.December 20115 1026

The ice also leaves us without electricity and living like our Pioneer ancestors, well except for the generator. We hunker down with each other and work puzzles, play cards and reconnect.  Maybe God sends the ice to get us to slow down and enjoy each other without the intrusion of our electronic devices.  December 20115 1027

It looks like the movie Frozen!December 20115 1041

Summer Girl Lovers

imageSummer brings out the best in the Pevehouse girls. John refers to me as either “School Monica” or “Summer Monica” because my demeanor is markedly different…scheduled and driven vs. relaxed and easy going. The same is true for Ashlyn, our daughter.  She loves to swim in the pool so, in her mind, going to school seems to GET IN THE WAY of her desire to hang out in the sun and the pool.  During the summer I tend to take care of myself and my family better because I get to get off the demanding, high speed treadmill of life.  Here’s to Summer Monica!