Jesus Heals


Watching God water the earth and feeling my brain swell and shift and tremble as my thinking framework is turned on it's head...

Saturday is recovery day for me. "Sleep in Saturday", we call it. I love being able to sleep until I can't anymore...and then I lounge in bed thinking about whatever comes to mind...looking out the window...talking with God.

I did a quick check of my phone to make sure I wasn't missing anything urgent with my family, and I saw a message from a friend we (me and another friend) prayed with this last week. I can still picture the terrible swelling in the joints of her hands caused by years of osteoarthritis. I can feel her hands in mine as we prayed for the Lord to heal her of the pain and stiffness.

She wrote this morning to report that the swelling in her right hand is gone and she can close both her hands all the way (!!)

As I stared at the message in awe, I heard the reminder "Why are you surprised? He came to destroy the works of the devil. That means ALL of it. Your entire being is free. Every inch top to bottom. Inside and out. Jesus ransomed it all."

I google to find that verse...1 John 3:8

The word "destroyed" leaps off the page - what does that word mean, exactly?

It is the Greek work Luo "loo-oh", to destroy.

But my study tool makes a point to say "compare to 'rhesso'"....So I go to see what rhesso means (also often used to speak of some sort of destruction). Why did the Holy Spirit use luo instead of rhesso??

The study tool says this about rhesso: "to break, crack, wreck, shatter to minute fragments, BUT NOT A REDUCTION TO THE CONSTITUENT PARTICLES LIKE LUO"


Luo: to melt, loosen, break up, destroy, put off, to set free, to annul, to deprive of authority, to declare unlawful, to overthrow and do away with (Thayers)

Jesus came to "luo" the works of the devil. He didn't just release a wrecking ball to break it down and leave a mess behind. He utterly destroyed...melted...annulled...overthrew...REDUCED IT TO THE CONSTITUENT PARTICLES.

As I write, I think of a greasy cooking dish with a bit of spaghetti sauce floating on the surface of the water. A single drop of dish soap added to the water, and you know what happens to that greasy mess. It doesn't stay and fight it out with the practically flies in the opposite direction of the soap.

The nature of the grease and the soap are SO utterly in opposition to one another that the grease is physically unable to stay in the same space where the soap is dropped. There's no battling it out - the soap is simply more powerful.

And as we swirl the soap around in that pan, the grease has no fight to offer. It's dissolved. Loosened. Melted. Broken down to particles that can't stick and make a mess any longer. It's simply and easily rinsed away as the soap does it's job.

It's a crude example, but a good visual.

A single drop of The Blood does the same to the works of the devil. We don't have to strive and fight. We simply agree with Jesus, and invite the Holy Spirit to apply the finished work of Jesus to our lives.

"Resisting the devil" is not a striving and fighting. It's speaking out the TRUTH of Jesus's victory.

It's like a single drop of soap in a greasy pan.

We ask and plead and beg for God to heal and save and deliver...

...meanwhile, we stand at the sink with a GALLON of dish sop, wondering why the pan won't clean itself.

Apply the soap to that greasy dish, friend.


It's fully available to us. It's infinitely powerful.

SPEAK it because the power of life and death are in the tongue.

You only need a drop, but why stop there when an infinite OCEAN of healing and wholeness is available?

God isn't stingy. He's not expecting you to use a drop, and then work the rest out on your own.

Just DIVE right into that ocean of grace, friend. Dive in and be saturated. Live in it. See how easy and light the burden is that He asks you to carry. Enjoy the peace and joy He offers.

If you're feeling like you're drowning in fear, overwhelm, shame, and're simply and needlessly dying of thirst.

Come to to the fountain. Come to the ocean of grace. Watch as the work of the devil is utterly destroyed in your life as the Truth is applied.

Be saved.
Be healed.
Be delivered.

It's what Jesus came to do


RECIPE: Inexpensive Freezer Burritos

I saw a recent statistic about how much more groceries cost right now than they did just a year or two ago (seriously...let's NOT discuss the reasons here ;-) ). The increase was absolutely staggering!

Anyone else feeling a bit of a pinch at the grocery store lately? Maybe this should be our new "me too" movement haha

Anyway - I thought I'd share a money saving tip that I pulled out of my past...I used to make a giant batch of these every month or two when we were single income family with 4 kids, and didn't know where the milk money was going to come from. FREEZER BURRITOS!

After shopping, I did some basic math...These end up being about $1.50 for the chicken burritos and about $1.00 for the bean burritos (with my store prices - might vary a bit for you). Not bad!

Whip up a batch for a quick and easy meal any time :-)

Burritos are pretty self-explanatory, but if you like a recipe, here you go:

Makes 8 bean and cheese burritos AND 16 chicken and cheese burritos  = 24 TOTAL burritos

- 24 burrito size flour tortillas
- 8 oz can of black beans, drained and rinsed
- Nutritional Yeast (optional)
- 28 oz can of refried beans
- 1 bag (2.5 lbs) of frozen chicken breasts or tenders 
- 1 jar of your favorite salsa - I used a 16 oz jar of Medium Pace chunky salsa
- approx 1.4 lb of cheddar cheese - shred
- parchment paper
- Gallon ziplock style bags - you'll need 3

**I didn't do rice in these, but I will next time!  Feel free to experiment with whatever you think would be yummy in a burrito :-) 

1. Toss a bag of frozen chicken in the instapot and cook for an hour. If you don't have a pressure cooker, just cook the chicken however you like. Make sure it's cooked thoroughly.
2. Once cooked, dump a jar of salsa in with the chicken. Heat and stir to dice/shred the chicken and simmer until water is cooked off.
3. To save money and avoid that weird powdery stuff in pre-shredded cheese, I buy chunks of cheese and shred either by hand or in a food processor. While the chicken cooks, shred the cheese.
4. Time to assemble! I do in batches of 8 at a time for simplicity.
- Set out 8 tortillas
- add a dollop of refried beans and spread off-center for easy rolling later
- top with black beans, nutritional yeast, and cheese (bean burritos)
- top with chicken and cheese (chicken burritos)
- roll tightly and wrap with parchment
- store 8 burritos per gallon bag and freeze

To Cook:
1. Pop the burrito (still in parchment) in microwave to defrost
2. If you like a soft burrito, cook another couple minutes in micro
3. If you like a crunchy edge like me, unroll the burrito and place the burrito on the parchment in the oven at 375 for 10 minutes or so
4. I like to serve with a dollop of sour cream, salsa, and greens

** HOT! be careful! You are in real danger of burning your lips right OFF YOUR FACE if you don't let it cool before digging in!

Enjoy! :-)


The Story: DaiqRose Calm Balm


Remember when I told you about my new and improved Etsy shop?

One of the main reasons I started it back up is to have a place to share this amazing stuff :-) 

Listen, I turned 50 recently.  

My body seems to have no idea what it's supposed to be doing lol

My skin is a major culprit.  Is it dry?  Oily? Wrinkly? Saggy? Acne prone? Sensitive?

Who the heck knows anymore!

Meanwhile (or rather because of), my hormones are ALL over the place.

I had to finally come to terms and go see my doctor about what was going on with me...the joint pain, lack of sleep, hot flashes...what do the kids say?  I think it's something like IYKYK (if you know you know)...see kids, I'm not in the grave yet ;-)

My doctor said that at the rate I was going, I was being set up for loss of bone AND BRAIN mass at a younger than normal age.


He prescribed a low dose estrogen patch that I put on my skin.  I literally felt like my old self again within 48 hours of starting it.  A modern day miracle.

But one day as I was applying this tiny little patch...literally smaller than my thumb struck me how amazingly impactful this TINY little thing on my skin was.  All at once, I had a fuller understanding of just how absorbent my skin is. 

I always thought of my skin as a BARRIER, not a sponge!  But there I was, absorbing the ingredients of that medicine through my skin.

Suddenly, the products I'd been using on my skin seemed very, very important.

Especially the products that I apply and leave on all day - the cleansers seem slightly less important simply because they're on my skin so temporarily.

You've probably seen tallow as a major skincare ingredient's all the rage at the moment.  

As I read about the benefits of tallow on human skin, I knew I had to try it. 

I got my hands on a local butcher, and bought some tallow.  I rendered it down, added a little olive oil, and applied to my skin.


My skin became SO happy!  

This was literally a skincare product I could eat...and not just survive, but draw actual nutritional benefit from.  Crazy!

So I kept playing with it.  The first batch I made was pretty firm and difficult to rub in.  So was the second batch, plus it smelled weird haha.  But I tweaked it until I found something that works AND that I enjoy.

It's smooth, absorbs quickly, doesn't leave me feeling greasy, and it smells nice.  And a little bit goes a LONG way, so a couple ounces lasts me months when I'm using it 2x a day.

Bottom line...I created a finished balm that is AHHHHHmazing, if I do say so myself ;-)

I created it strictly for me with zero intention of selling it - and then I saw a young woman at church who was struggling with a terribly painful eczema flare on her face.  She was miserable.  So I transferred some of my balm to a little jam jar, and gave it to her hoping it would help....and it did!

She loved it so much, that she told one of her friends about it who was dealing with a horrible acne breakout.  I was skeptical, but hopeful that it would help her too.  I shared a little tin of it with her...and she loved it too!

Then my nephew had some sort of tender irritated patch on his guessed it, it worked like a charm for him.

And a friend who was battling a terrible razor burn type of rash...more calmed skin!

And another friend's daughter who was feeling embarrassed about her acne...more relief!

So here we are - this image is of the most recent batch I made - I have 12 tins available.  Supply is quite limited because I can only get my hands on so much tallow at a time, and it's a TON of work to render it down.

This is not some sort of high-pressured sales tactic ...just the logistical facts.  First come, first served :-) 

I hope you love it too! 

You can find it here:  DaiqRose Calm Balm on Etsy

ox DaiqRose

To be clear: I am NOT a doctor or even a scientist.  I'm just a SAHM who whipped some tallow balm up in her kitchen for her own personal use, and it ended up helping others. This is NOT medical advice or any type of prescriptive advice.  This is strictly personal testimony.  


Job Description: Don't Work


God whispered to me while I ironed today

Have --->  Do --->  Be


Be --->  Do --->  Have

As one of my favorite teachers shared recently, the world would have us operate out of a place of what we HAVE in an effort to eventually work our way to who we ARE/ want to BE = Striving. Earning. Grinding.

The Lord teaches differently. He starts with who we ARE…our identity. And everything flows from there = Peace. Contentment. Confidence.

As I ironed, I heard that still small voice say “this is a perfect example”

I used to HATE ironing. I mean absolutely loathe it.

But today I found myself enjoying it because I adore my husband. I love being his wife. I relish little things I can do to help him and care for him.

I ironed carefully and lovingly out of who I AM. I am the well-loved, adored, and precious wife of Luke Fouch 🥰

The reason I used to hate ironing for him was because I was operating from a place of “should”. It felt like an obligation and a chore. I thought that to be a “good wife”, ironing was something I needed to do. (To be clear, he never once asked me to iron for him. He’s quite capable and willing to do his own ironing.)

I was trying to DO in order to become someone I aspired to be.

Now, I know who I AM, and I do things out of that place of wholeness and strength.

Do you see the difference? It seems subtle, but it’s a massive 180° turn.

The irony is that when I operated out of obligation and “should”, I never actually achieved my goal. All my work was for nothing. I was left always feeling like I could have done better…and that I was never quite good enough.

Now, I START “good enough”. More than good enough, actually. Everything that flows out of that identity is just icing on the cake.

It’s the same with our relationship with God.

The world and the spirit of religion demand our obedience and hard work to achieve the title “good Christian” or “good child of God”.

But God asks us to operate differently. He tells us right off the bat, “YOU ARE MY CHILD AND I LOVE YOU”.

And He expects us to operate FROM His love and acceptance…not FOR His love and acceptance.

The heart of it is this: can I trust Him? Can I rely entirely on His Word EVEN if it’s contrary to what I see with my own eyes sometimes??

Will I be a “sensual” Christian, believing my senses and experiences?

Or will I totally surrender and believe the Word NO MATTER WHAT?

It’s ironic really…the hardest work God calls us to is the difficult job of STOPPING all the hard work!

Enjoying Him

It’s a great job to have…and the benefits package is amazing ;-)


I Just Like Making Stuff :-)


I started something new and fun recently! 

Years ago, I remember talking with my dad about business names. He emphasized the importance and value of a person's name, and it stuck with me. I reopened and re-branded my Etsy store a couple days ago. I've always strived to "look professional"...fancy or something I guess. But as I stared at the screen the other day, I heard my dad's voice and I thought about my mom and dad choosing this name. For ME. So I'm done with "fancy" or "professional" I'm just gonna do...ME. One November day in Texas about 50 years ago, a young couple met their first child. A baby girl. And they named her Daiquiri Rose. I don't have a specialty product because I love creating in ALL forms. I don't have a special background for my logo...just a simple little yellow rose I painted with watercolors a few years ago. I have no idea who my "target audience" is or what they're looking for. LOL - I'm basically breaking all the smart business tips/rules I've ever read about. And I'm ok with that. I'm just going to create for the joy of it, and that will be good enough. And if it seems like something that might bless, encourage, or inspire someone besides me...I'll throw it in the Etsy shop and see what happens. So come see me at my Etsy shop, "DaiqRose Creations"! Or don't. That's ok too ;-)

I'll just be over here making stuff and having fun ox Daiq Rose


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