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NBC Nightly News Anchor Lester Holt on His ‘Inspiring America’ Segments

Hi Guideposts—I’m Lester Holt, anchor of NBC Nightly News, and I’m on the September cover of Guideposts.

One of the features we do on our broadcast every night we call Inspiring America, and it’s just that: It’s stories that inspire us. We have traveled all over the country to find stories that make us feel good about who we are as a people, to make us feel good about each other and to highlight people who are doing great things for their communities.

A lot of the stuff we cover on a daily basis can be dark, it can be frightening, it can be divisive. These are the stories of our time, and as a journalist, of course, they are important to me, but it’s also important to give people a lift, to make them know and reassure them that everything is ok, that there are more good people than bad people, there are more positive people than negative people, and there are people doing remarkable things.

So we send our correspondents all over the country to find these stories. People come to us with story ideas, and we field many of them and like to feature them.

These are not throw-away, fluff feature stories; these are an integral part of our broadcast that people tell us are very important to them. I get stopped all the time by people who are saying, “Thank you for giving me something to smile about or to think about” or “It gave me an idea to do something special for my community.” So we’re appreciative of that kind of support and we’re appreciative of all our viewers of Nightly News.

My Wife Re-Wrote ‘Ben-Hur’

Yes, that’s right. You don’t have to take my word for it. Go to your nearest bookstore, log on to Amazon: you’ll see it, Ben-Hur by Carol Wallace. That’s my wife.

Now that I’m finished with a not-so-veiled plug (hey, a husband’s allowed to brag a little bit, right?) I’ll give you the story behind the story.

Author Carol WallaceCarol’s the writer in the family. All right, I’ve published a few books and have worked for Guideposts for almost as long as I’ve been married, but Carol is the author of a shelf full of novels, humor, history, even a couple baby name books.

Watch a video on Carol Wallace discussing the challenges of re-writing ‘Ben-Hur

She already had her name on one bestseller at the time we got married–The Official Preppy Handbook, remember that? And more recently, her social history To Marry an English Lord became the inspiration for the popular TV show Downton Abbey.

But Ben-Hur? Didn’t someone else write that first?

Well, yes. Her great-great-grandfather Lew Wallace. He published it back in 1880. It became the best-selling novel in America until Gone With the Wind eclipsed it. And it has been made into a host of movies. On August 19, a new version starring Jack Huston and Morgan Freeman will be released.

Carol grew up in a house full of photos of General Lew Wallace–the youngest Union general in the Civil War–and plenty of copies of his famous book. But she never read it.

Watch a trailer for the upcoming movie, ‘Ben-Hur’

Not until her dad died a couple of years ago did she consider reading it. He was the last male descendant of Lew Wallace and as she looked at some of the old black-and-white photos, Carol thought, “Maybe I should see what the fuss is about.”

Many forget that the full title is Ben-Hur: A Tale of the Christ and indeed in writing his novel of a fictional Jewish prince at the time of Jesus, Lew explored his own faith and how a life could be transformed by Christ.

It’s about a lot more than a chariot race. In fact the real climax–if you ask me–comes when Judah Ben-Hur, the hero, witnesses the Crucifixion.

It’s a terrific story, a true page turner. Carol was captivated, but she had to admit that the language is pretty stilted, a tough slog for today’s reader. So she decided–with the boldness of a good writer–that she’d like to rewrite.

And she did, preserving the ever magnificent turn of Lew’s plot, honoring all the Christian themes. Just as the original was a faith journey for her great-great-grandfather, rewriting it was a journey into faith for her.

The result is hitting the stores. The book has Carol’s name on it as well as Lew’s. There’s one more thing I think it should say: Ben-Hur: A Tale of the Christ…A Tale Worth Reading Again and Again. Let me know what you think.

Mysterious Dreams of Denmark

I’m in the middle of planning a vacation to Portugal with my sister. I can hardly wait to explore the cities of Lisbon and Porto…and, of course, eat pastéis de nata, aka traditional Portuguese egg tarts!

But while my mind is consumed with all things Portugal, part of me is thinking about a different country entirely. Denmark.

You see, I’ve had two dreams over the past month involving Denmark. I have no idea why. I’ve never been there. I don’t know anyone from there. I’ve never even really thought about traveling there (sorry, Denmark, I’m sure you’re beautiful!). Even more strange, I rarely remember dreams that I’ve had once, let alone twice!

I consulted with Mysterious Ways editor Desiree Cole. She’s a bit of a spiritual dream expert. She knows the dreams of the Bible like the back of her hand. Seriously, some days, I feel like I’m sitting next to Joseph from the Old Testament. (That reminds me, you can look forward to Desiree’s story about the warnings God sends us in dreams in the upcoming issue of Mysterious Ways magazine!)

“I’ve dreamt about Denmark twice,” I told Desiree. “In both dreams, I was invited to fly to Denmark at the last-minute, but couldn’t go because I had other plans.” Desiree paused and looked thoughtful.

“Let me think on it,” she said.

Sure enough, a few hours later, I got Desiree’s official “dream analysis.” She offered a few different suggestions about what it could mean. Denmark could represent a place of rest and peace, she said, like a “den.” It could actually just represent Denmark–maybe I was going to take a trip there one day. Or, perhaps, I’m simply being called on by God to pray for Denmark.

Desiree suggested I ask God to give me another clue to the puzzle before I go to sleep at night. I think I’ll do just that and pray for Denmark too.

In the meantime, I’d love to know what you think my dream about Denmark means. And have you ever dreamt of a different country? Share your thoughts and theories in the comments below!

My Own Man

It wasn’t easy growing up in the shadow of my dad, the legendary hockey star Bobby Hull. Sportswriters called him the greatest left wing of all time. Three times he won the Ross Trophy for the National Hockey League’s top scorer. He played on 12 All-Star teams, was awarded the Hart Trophy twice as most valuable player and in 1983 joined the NHL Hall of Fame.

But the one thing fans came to see and cheer for was his famous slap shot. I’ll never forget watching him deftly capture the puck and race up the ice, his blond hair streaming. He’d raise his hockey stick high over his shoulder, and with a mighty whack he’d whiz the puck past the overmatched goaltender.

That slap shot with its cannonball impact grabbed me and I began trying to copy it as a kid growing up in Vancouver, British Columbia. And though I had a lot going for me as the Golden Jet’s son, it brought taunts too. “Yeah, yeah,” jeered the other kids on the rink, “you’ll never be as good as your old man!”

Clenching my teeth I vowed to show them. If Dad could win games with his slap shot, so would I.

By high school my own slap shot was making goalies nervous. And while I attended the University of Minnesota at Duluth, that slap shot helped me become an NHL sixth-round draft choice in 1984. But I didn’t do as well as I’d hoped. By the end of my second season with the Calgary Flames, I had scored only 27 goals in 57 games. So I strove even harder to measure up to Dad, concentrating on that goal-scoring slap shot.

Dad and I kept up with each other, mostly on the telephone. He was always giving me advice about one thing or another, but I’d turn a deaf ear. After all, I was grown up now.

In 1988 I was traded to St. Louis, and in my first season I slammed in 41 goals. I was proud of that figure—although I wasn’t too happy about my own figure. I had always enjoyed rich foods and hearty living, and I had gained a lot of weight. But hey, with my slap shot and 41 goals, what more could anyone want?

I found out one May afternoon in 1989. It was at the end of the season when we St. Louis Blues players had our usual chats with Coach Brian Sutter before going our separate ways for the summer. I was feeling pretty good about myself, having made the All-Star team and leading the Blues to the play-offs.

On my way to Coach Sutter’s office under the St. Louis Arena I walked through the empty shadowy locker room and past our some 100 hockey sticks now silent in their racks. I glanced at mine and felt a thrill remembering those 41 goals.

I knocked on the door.

“Come in.”

Coach Sutter sat behind his desk flanked by assistant coaches Bob Berry and Joe Micheletti. He motioned to a chair: “Sit down, Hully.”

I plopped down, smiled at the men and settled back, awaiting compliments. Instead I got a shock.

Coach Sutter leaned forward. “We think you can do better.” The lanky man frowned at his desk, then looked up, his brown eyes boring into mine. “Sure, you scored 41 goals,” he said, “but we want you to do more than that.”

I edged back in my chair.

He rattled off ways in which I could improve my skills—in assists, defense and setting up plays. But the message that hung heavy on me was, You’re still not good enough.

I glanced quizzically at the assistant coaches. They looked as serious as Sutter. Emotions roiled within me. I knew the coaches were really trying to encourage me, but the “warm chat” was more like a cold shower. I walked out of the office with mixed emotions.

As I traveled up to Duluth, where I had been living, I tried to sort out my feelings. My ego was still smarting when I got home that night. I called Dad and told him what Coach Sutter had said. Instead of sympathy, though, I got, “I’ve been trying to tell you that for years.” He laughed.

I gripped the phone, staring at the wall.

“You know, Son,” he continued, “we all have our own ways of doing things. I’ve watched you on the ice. You’ve got to be more versatile, make the most of your own abilities, develop your own style.”

For the first time I realized what Dad had been trying to advise me to do: Quit trying to be another Bobby Hull.

I knew he was right; we were two different people on the ice. Dad was a fiery fighter and I was a laid-back kind of guy. I remembered something from Sunday school days about a man taking pride in his own work and not comparing himself to someone else.

“All right, Dad,” I sighed.

That summer I took a good look at myself. For one thing I realized I had to change my lifestyle. I needed to watch what I ate and drank. Instead of well-marbled red meat, I chose lean chicken, and instead of potatoes and gravy, I ordered plain rice. I exercised too, spending the off-season running, doing aerobics and skating. Most important, I worked hard practicing new moves on the ice, developing my wrist shot, for example, so that I’d be able to shoot the puck quickly in a tight situation.

When I reported back to the Blues training camp, I had lost some fat and gained some muscle; my weight was now distributed more effectively. Moreover, I had a new quickness that helped me to be right where I wanted to be on the ice.

It all came together on the night of February 6, 1990. We were in the St. Louis Arena fighting Toronto. I was one point shy of hitting that magical target of 50 goals in one season, and Dad, the old Hall of Famer, was up in one of the private boxes watching me. It was really nerve-racking, and it looked as if I wouldn’t be able to score. I wanted to do it so much for him. I tried and tried through the game, but nothing. Then in the final period I spotted my chance. In close quarters facing the Toronto goalie, Jeff Reese, I whipped a wrist shot by him—right into the net.

The arena exploded. I had made NHL history: I was the first son who had ever become a 50-goal scorer like his father. I looked up at Dad and I could see pride all over his face.

I was so pumped up I thought I’d explode too. Because I could tell what Dad was thinking: You did it, Son. And the best part is, you did it not like I’d have done it—you did it with your own style.

My Mom’s Oven “Fried” Chicken

To be truly tasty, chicken doesn’t have to be fried, as this recipe deliciously proves.

Ingredients

1 3-lb. chicken, cut up, or your favorite chicken parts
Coating
1 tsp. garlic powder
½ tsp. black pepper
1 tsp. Mrs. Dash Lemon Pepper Season Blend (salt-free)
1½ tsp. low-sodium seasoned salt
1 c. unseasoned bread crumbs or crushed corn flakes

Preparation

1. Preheat oven to 350° F.

2. Wash chicken. Pat dry. Spray with nonstick cooking spray to help crumbs adhere to chicken.

3. Mix coating ingredients together in bowl.

4. Dredge chicken in coating. Place in cooking pan that has been sprayed with non-stick cooking spray.

5. Bake until juice runs clear (about 45-60 minutes).

6. Serve with favorite vegetable.

Serves 4 to 6. Adust seasoning to taste.

Nutritional Information (based on four servings): Calories: 250; Fat: 7g; Cholesterol: 80mg; Sodium: 280mg; Total Carbohydrates: 20g; Dietary Fiber: 1g; Sugars: 2g; Protein: 23g.

Don’t miss Rev. Minor’s inspiring story about working to improve the diet and lifestyle of the members of his congregation.

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My Amazing Race

“Congratulations, you’re the first team to arrive.”

I’ve said that a few hundred times over the last 14 seasons of The Amazing Race, but it never gets old, especially when a team has that wonderful look of anticipation—not knowing if they beat the others yet or not.

The Amazing Race is all about people being pushed outside their comfort zone and completing every imaginable challenge.

It’s about ordinary people taking part in an extraordinary situation, being a fish out of water and taking part in a life-changing experience.

I call my personal philosophy NOW (No Opportunity Wasted). NOW means taking risks and living each day as if it were your best. Sometimes that requires doing things that are uncomfortable, but in the end, it’s what really makes you feel inspired about life.

Look for solutions, not excuses.
I learned about living life to the fullest from my parents. Life always felt like an adventure growing up.

When I was six we moved to Antigua, a small island in the Caribbean, only 108 square miles. My father, a plant scientist, was employed to set up a legume project, testing plants they could adapt to the harsh growing conditions and helping local farmers establish sustainable plants.

My mother was a schoolteacher and also gave piano lessons at home. At one point she had more than 100 students! Resources on the island were limited so my parents had to be resourceful and imaginative.

I remember my mother was asked to teach a typing class on the far side of the island. There were no typewriters at that particular school so my mom simply borrowed the machines from her school, transported them over to the other school, taught her class and then lugged them back again. She did this for an entire year so that typing could be taught to as many students as possible. Mom was a doer.

Ditto Dad. When we arrived on the island he was given the use of an old building inside the gates of an abandoned sugarcane factory.

After establishing some electricity and running water, he set about finding a propagation area for his plants. The place was pretty rundown. There were piles of old steel, tin roofing and a number of flatbed railway carriages that sat on a network of train tracks.

Dad quickly realized that these carriages were at a perfect working height to set up seedlings. They could be pushed to a watering area or shaded areas and, best of all, would cost him nothing.

As the famous New Zealand nuclear physicist, Sir Ernest Rutherford, once said, “We didn’t have money, so we had to think.” The most resourceful people I’ve met around the world are usually the ones who have the least.

I just finished one of the biggest challenges of my life—riding my bicycle across the U.S. to help raise money for MS research.

Because we are in tough economic times I had to be resourceful at every turn, and believe me there were many, many turns on this 3,500-mile ride!

There’s no doubt that the lessons my parents taught me have helped me out in life.

Live life to the fullest.
At 19, I had an experience that changed my life forever—I almost died while working as a scuba diver on a New Zealand adventure show.

I found myself deep in the bowels of a sunken ship. I had entered the ship with a dive buddy and followed him through the twisted, murky corridors.

The ship was on its starboard side in about 120 feet of water. By the time we arrived in the ship’s ballroom, where we were meant to film, we discovered the rest of the crew had somehow taken a different turn. My buddy signaled for me to stay put and then took off. So there I was in the dark, sucking air like crazy, completely disoriented, not knowing exactly why I’d been left alone and panicking because I had no idea how to escape.

I thought about all the things I wished I had done in my life. It made me sad and angry to think I might not ever get to do them. My life was slipping away…

The next thing I remember was sitting in the sunlight on the deck of the boat. My dive buddy had returned to get me. I was alive and I decided right there and then that I would live life to the fullest. It was the first time I really stopped to think what dying could mean.

I grabbed a pen and paper and wrote down all the things I had to do in life: hand-feed sharks, travel the world, climb Mount Everest, go into space.

But there was one thing to do first. I suited up and dove back down to finish the dive I started and stare down my fears. I had the time of my life, and ticked it off my list—a list that would ultimately change my life forever.

That near-drowning was my wake-up call. Since then I have gone on to do things I had never dreamed of. I have been living in the NOW ever since.

Practice being scared.
I decided that the more I faced my fears the easier it would be to handle life’s challenges.

A good friend of mine is one of the co-creators of commercial bungee jumping and invited me to try it. My dad was not amused. Why on earth would I want to jump off a bridge just to scare myself?

I explained that it’s all about taking a mental leap. With the right operators, bungee jumping is a perfectly safe thing to do.

I believed that by forcing myself to do something that scared me, I would be more prepared to face my fear when it was something that really counted, like interviewing for a job, moving to a different city or starting a new relationship.

Eventually Dad came around. I haven’t convinced him to jump off a bridge with me, but we have taken some leaps of faith together.

On my cross-country bike adventure, Dad drove behind me the whole way in a large van, towing an Airstream trailer. He had my back covered for 41 days.

Share the dream.
Stepping out of your comfort zone doesn’t have to mean doing something physically challenging like leaping off a bridge or riding your bike across the country.

Moving to a new city or country can be just as challenging and sometimes more scary.

My wife, Louise, and I left great jobs in New Zealand 17 years ago and arrived in New York City with very little money and no job prospects on the horizon.

We moved here with nothing but a simple dream—to make a show for U.S. television.

One thing my parents always taught me is that the human spirit is the same wherever you go.

Louise and I were introduced to a man who was working hard to protect the endangered Florida panther. He was struggling to get attention for his cause.

We assembled a small crew, who agreed to volunteer their time to help raise awareness, and we were able to make a pilot, which got the attention of a well-respected distributor.

Our wonderful little show never got made, but we connected with some great people with whom I work to this day—including on The Amazing Race.

None of this would have happened if Louise and I had kept our dream to ourselves.

Change your list.
In my early thirties I created a more “mature” list of things I wanted to do…but climbing the highest peak in the world, Mount Everest, was still definitely at the top.

Then my daughter, Elle, was born. Not long after Louise and I brought her home from the hospital, I found myself looking at my list.

Suddenly, climbing Mount Everest didn’t matter as much for me. Was I making excuses? Turning soft? Was I not following my own advice about going hard after a dream and not letting anything stand in the way?

One night, watching Elle sleep, I stared at her tiny clenched fists and innocent face. And at that moment I realized it wasn’t fear that made me not want to climb Everest.

My life was not just about me anymore. I had other “mountains” to climb, like fatherhood. Everest could wait.

In the meantime, I try to live my life NOW, no opportunity wasted. Making the most of what we’ve been given, that’s what makes life an amazing journey. As I say on the show, “The world is waiting for you.”

My 8 Favorite Podcasts for Innovative Faith

I have a long commute to work, and one of the ways I adapt is by keeping quite a number of free, downloadable, subscription podcasts on my iPod Nano. I don’t actually have time to listen to them all, so I skip around a lot to see what’s interesting.

I listen to podcasts about music, books, pop culture, technology and more, but the ones I enjoy the most are about faith and religion in America. Often the interview is of an author of a new book, but in general what’s most interesting is how well the interview taps into trends and offers new insights. It opens up new worlds for me, just while sitting on the train or driving a car.

So here’s a little roundup of my favorite podcasts on the life and world of faith that are fun, interesting, and innovative in no particular order of preference. You’ll see a bias and preference here, but generally I like different kinds, and don’t always let right politics, right theology, right coolness, or right church stop me from getting to the fresh content with a big heart.

The links go to the podcast’s web site, or to the personality’s web site. If you don’t see an iTunes subscription link, go into the iTunes podcasts store and do a search.

1. Doug Pagitt Radio
Based out of Minneapolis, Doug’s a pastor and author who also has a real radio show. Not to be missed is the segment he does with his wife, Shelley, who brings in health and nutrition advice.

2. Religion and Ethics Newsweekly
A solid journalistic roundup of the most newsworthy stories going on in America and abroad. Might sound a little drab, but you’d be surprised by what turns up.

3. Steve Brown, Etc.
The coolest old white guy with nicotine-stained hands (his own words) you’ll ever listen to. He’s a conservative with a tender heart, passion, humor. Especially cool are the frequent appearances from his favorite “lib,” Tony Campolo.

4. On Being
Krista Tippett’s show on American Public Radio about religion, spirituality, and meaning. The show casts a big net, bringing in different religious folks and people from the fields of education, science, and more.

5. Nick and Josh Podcast
Nick Fielder and Joshua Case mix it up with authors, speakers, bloggers, artists and come from within the emergent church universe, like Doug Pagitt. But I wouldn’t make the mistake of boxing them in.

6. Andy Stanley Leadership Podcast
This megachurch pastor at North Point Community Church near Atlanta offers a practical, faith-oriented guruship on all things about leadership and personal accountability. Just a great teacher.

7. St. Augustine’s Chapel at Vanderbilt University
An Episcopal Church led by Becca Stevens, who has such a clarity of mission, compassion, and acceptance that you just want it to rub off on you. And the music by the Nashville Ramblers spans a spectrum that you might not normally hear in church. This is the only church service podcast here, but it’s so unique and genuine, I had to include it.

8. Catalyst
This huge church leadership conference has their own podcast that has a lot energy, and really impressed me when they interviewed Tony Hsieh from Zappos.

This post was adapted from David’s Soul Souvenirs blog.

My 5 Favorite Books for Personal Growth, Spiritual Growth

If you were to look up the term “personal growth,” the words that would most likely pop up would be self-improvement, success, goal-setting, etc. But I believe that personal growth also involves deepening one’s relationship with God. In this Easter season, I’d like to offer you five books that I return to over and over because they nourish my soul.

Contemplative Prayer by Thomas Merton
Merton, a Trappist monk and bestselling author who died in 1968, wrote this classic about monastic prayer. But I find its guidance and description of contemplative prayer extremely helpful for me as a layperson. Merton clearly writes from experience, and his words about union with God simply resonate with truth. I highly recommend the book for those who are inclined toward a practice of contemplative prayer.

Lost in Wonder: Rediscovering the Spiritual Art of Attentiveness by Esther de Waal
I discovered this book on a Holy Week retreat five years ago. Rather than highlight passages in the book, I took notes when I found some gem of wisdom or insight. As a result, I have pages and pages of quotes—about silence, listening, prayer and awe. The poetry she includes and the quotes she cites are somehow especially appropriate around this time of celebrating the Easter mysteries.

Listening Below the Noise: A Meditation on the Practice of Silence by Anne D. LeClaire
LeClaire took up a practice of a day of silence (and eventually two days of silence) a month and wrote about its impact on her creativity and her spiritual journey. Married with children at the time, she explains how she managed to keep silence in an active household. That alone would be tremendously useful for moms and dads who seem daunted by the very idea of such a practice. But the real benefit of the book for me is her beautiful description of the fruits of silence.

The Artist’s Way Every Day: A Year of Creative Living by Julia Cameron
The Artist’s Way is an international bestseller in which Cameron outlines very practical ways (morning pages, artist’s dates with yourself, etc.) to nourish your creativity and live a creative life. This volume culls passages from several of her books, all based on the same theme. I have used it as devotional reading after my morning prayer.

A Book of Psalms: Selected and Adapted from the Hebrew by Stephen Mitchell
I can’t tell you how worn the pages are in my copy of this book. I once used this too every morning as a devotional. But I also dove into its pages when leading centering prayer groups or when simply feeling distressed or anxious. Mitchell uses very colloquial language in his translation of the psalms, so purists beware. But for those of us who simply seek solace from the psalms, I would highly recommend this book.

Mom’s Vegetable “Meatloaf” with Checca Sauce

“The lentils and the brown rice make this dish hearty while keeping it fluffy and light,” says Giada. “My favorite part is the fresh tomato sauce.”

Ingredients

Checca Sauce
1 pint cherry tomatoes, halved 3 Tbsp. extra-virgin olive oil
3 scallions (white and pale green parts only) 1 tsp. kosher salt
3 cloves garlic, chopped ½ tsp. freshly ground black pepper
8 fresh basil leaves
Lentil Loaf
Vegetable oil cooking spray 1 c. shredded low-fat mozzarella cheese
2 Tbsp. extra-virgin olive oil ½ c. frozen corn kernals, thawed
1 small white onion, finely chopped ⅓ c. chopped fresh basil leaves
1 medium carrot, shredded 2 large eggs, lightly beaten
1 celery stalk, thinly sliced 1 large egg white, lightly beaten
4 c. fresh baby spinach 1 tsp. kosher salt
15-oz. can cooked lentils, rinsed and drained ½ tsp. freshly ground black pepper
2 c. cooked brown rice 2 medium tomatoes, sliced

Preparation

Checca Sauce
1. In a food processor, combine all ingredients.

2. Pulse until tomatoes are coarsely chopped; be careful not to purée them.

3. Transfer to a bowl.

Lentil Loaf
1. Preheat oven to 350°F. Spray a 10×4½- inch loaf pan with cooking spray. Heat a large skillet over medium heat.

2. Add 1 tablespoon of the olive oil. Add onion, carrot and celery and cook until tender, about 5 minutes. Transfer to a large bowl to cool slightly.

3. In same skillet, cook spinach over medium heat until it wilts, about 3 minutes. Drain and let cool slightly.

4. Squeeze excess liquid from spinach. Transfer to a cutting board and coarsely chop. Add to onion mixture.

5. Add lentils, brown rice, ¾ cup of the mozzarella, corn, basil, eggs, egg white, salt, pepper and sauce. Spoon mixture into prepared pan.

6. Arrange tomatoes in 2 rows on top, covering loaf completely.

7. Sprinkle with remaining mozzarella and drizzle with remaining olive oil.

8. Bake until loaf is heated through and topping is melted and starting to brown, 30 to 35 minutes.

9. Let cool 15 minutes. Slice loaf (still in pan) into 1-inch slices and serve with remaining sauce.

Serves 6.

Nutritional Information: Calories: 388; Fat: 19g; Cholesterol: 90mg; Sodium: 631mg; Total Carbohydrates: 41g; Dietary Fiber: 11g; Sugars: 7g; Protein: 17g.

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Mom’s Pancit

My mom loved making this simple Filipino meal of noodles, vegetables and chicken for our immigrant family when we were growing up.

Ingredients

1 pound rice noodles, cooked al dente

1 tablespoon peanut oil

1 tablespoon vegetable oil

2 garlic cloves, finely minced

1 cup carrots, shredded

1 cup cabbage, finely shredded

½ cup onion, sliced into thin half moons

2 medium-sized celery stalks, shredded

1 pound chicken thighs, deboned, skinned and thinly sliced

½ teaspoon salt

½ teaspoon black pepper

1 tablespoon oyster sauce

¼ cup soy sauce

¼ cup water

½ to 1 tablespoon hot chili sauce,

sriracha (optional)

Leaves from celery stalks, minced

Preparation

1. Cook noodles according to instructions, drain, set aside.

2. Heat peanut oil and vegetable oil in wok. Sauté garlic, carrots, cabbage, onion, celery for 1 minute.

3. Add chicken, salt, pepper. Cook 3-4 minutes, stirring till chicken is cooked. Add oyster sauce, soy sauce, water, chili sauce.

4/ Cook till water evap­orates and sauce begins to thicken. Remove from heat; add noodles; mix.

5.Top with celery leaves.

Serves 4-6.

Read The Gospel of Good Food and Family Meal Time, the story that goes along with this recipe to hear about more of Father Leo’s favorite dishes.

Mom’s Famous Chocolate Bundt Cake

The perfect way to brighten someone’s day (or your own).

Ingredients

Butter for cake pan 4 extra-large fresh eggs
1 package (18.25-ounce) devil’s food
chocolate cake mix
12 oz. sour cream
1 package (3.9-ounce) devil’s food
instant pudding mix
1 12-ounce bag semi-sweet mini chocolate chips (or more to taste)
½ c. corn oil Confectioner’s sugar
½ c. water

Preparation

1. Preheat oven to 350° F. Heavily butter a large Bundt cake pan.

2. In a mixing bowl at medium-high speed mix together cake mix, pudding mix, corn oil, water, eggs and sour cream for 10 minutes.

3. Remove bowl from mixer and stir in chocolate chips.

4. Pour batter into prepared pan and bake for 50 minutes or until toothpick inserted in center comes out clean.

5. Remove cake from pan and cool. Once cooled, dust with confectioner’s sugar or ice with your favorite icing. For a festive touch, tuck fresh flowers into the middle of the cake hole, like my mom used to do!

The cake freezes beautifully, whole or sliced, for up to 3 months. Serves 12-14.

Nutritional Information (based on 12 servings): Calories: 540; Fat: 29g; Cholesterol: 100mg; Sodium: 540mg; Total Carbohydrates: 61g; Dietary Fiber: 3g; Sugars: 42g; Protein: 8g.