Recipes, Laughter, Transparency
Recipe, Laughter, Transparency
by Jacci Lightfoot
Team Dorito Cool Ranch Casserole
(A team favorite…I triple this in a large deep disposable foil pan.)
2 Cups Rotisserie Chicken
1 8 oz. can Green Chiles
1 Can Cream of mushroom soup
Baking & Spices
1 ½ tbsp Taco Seasoning
½ cup Half & Half
1 ½ cups Mexican blend cheese
½ cup Sour Cream, full fat
4 cups Crushed cool ranch doritos
Crush half of the cool ranch Doritos and put in the bottom of a greased 9x13 pan.
Cover with cooked, shredded chicken.
Mix green Chile’s, cream of chicken soup, taco seasoning, sour cream, and half and half.
Place half of the mixture over chicken, other half of the crushed chips, remaining soup mixture.
Cover with the shredded cheese.Cover with foil and bake at 350 for 49-45 minutes until hot and bubbly.
May your TEAM Enjoy!
Should you make noise when your opponent is shooting a free throw?
Well let me tell you…in certain parts of the country it must be illegal at least from a religious standpoint.
As my little darlings stood on the gym floor next to me in the waining moments of a very close game, they cheered their little hearts out.
They were boys, two of them in the prime of their life. Ages 6 and 3…their little hands waving and their sweet voices hollering AHHHHHH!
It was such a precious moment as they fought hard in the battle for their dad and their team.
It was broken up only by the sound of a woman marching over from the other side of the gym to inform my children they “weren’t Christians.”
I’m sorry, WHAT??? “You cannot be a Christian and cheer against the other team!” My first thought was…then I’m doomed!
Mama bear, full blown came out of those bleachers so fast the gym was spinning. I grabbed my kids so fast and showed her EXACTLY what un-Christlike behavior looked like!
Oh dear, only one of so many moments I’m proud of and moments I am not.
I made it though and you will too!
Hang tough, be strong…it’s a “season!”
As a coach’s wife I put so much pressure on myself to create a home that my husband could find peace in. A place where he could get away from the gym, the parents, the demands, the sound of whistles and the smell of popcorn.
Where no one was yelling behind his back or questioning his every move. Where he was a hero when they won and a “going in a different direction” when they lost.
In all reality I myself craved that peace. A place where the cost of admission did not give you special liberties to tell me what you thought of my husband or even myself.
To find peace in our home was a process. Some days I cleared the calendar and the kids and I enjoyed a day at home, other days were exhausting and I shoved the clutter under the couch and sprayed pledge by the front door so when Coach came home it felt, well…peaceful.
I found peace in the little things…taking a walk, calling a friend, doing things for others. The more I took care of myself and looked at coaching as our calling, and ministry, the more my soul was full and I had the supernatural ability to look past people who didn’t know us or matter to our “game.”
My sweet sisters in coaching, I wish you PEACE!