On Christmas morning, we always make breakfast, and everyone eats before we open any presents. I make muffins and homemade applesauce, which I don't think anyone likes as much as I do... I just love the way it makes the house smell!
Give me liberty! Or a bran muffin!
It's impossible to consider myself a producer. I can barely produce an English muffin, in the morning.
I more or less stalked him. I guess that's the right word, ... I waited because I knew what time he came in for his English muffin and all that. Sure enough he showed up. I had some strips I had drawn, and I walked across the room.
...what I feel we ought to do at this juncture is to dash off somewhere where it's quiet and there aren't so many housesdancing the 'Blue Danube' and shove some tea into ourselves. And over the pot and muffins I shall have something veryimportant to say to you.
Usually, old ladies tell me to find Jesus. Look, I'm just trying to find some chai and a good vegan muffin.
Any cupcake consumed before 9AM is, technically, a muffin.
God is a kooky God who can scarcely bear to be without us.
The Word we study has to be the Word we pray.
Do the truth quietly without display.