Strange name I know it, but I am taking it from a talk by Elder David Bednar.  It was a talk given a few years ago during a session of my faiths annual General Conference.  Fantastic talk if you personally want my opinion, and describes this chili perfectly.   I am a true believer in Tender Mercies from a loving Heavenly Father.   I love this scripture that describes Tender Mercies.  “But behold, I, Nephi, will show unto you that the tender mercies of the Lord are over all those whom he hath chosen, because of their faith, to make them mighty even unto the power of deliverance” (1 Ne. 1:20).  Some people may call them coincidences, or luck, but I believe they are small little blessings that we receive constantly.   One of my New Years resolutions last year was to try and recognize these “Tender Mercies” in my life as they happened each day and be thankful for them.  I’ve realized I can count them on a daily basis  and this chili just happened to be a Tender Mercy for me the other day.

I have been having a HUGE craving for Wendy’s Chili lately and I can’t seem to get enough.  Maybe it’s this little diet I’ve been on since Dec. and the fact that Wendy’s Chili is spot on.  210 calories for a small cup and loaded with protein, fiber, and deliciousness.  I can eat a cup of chili and a naked baked potato and be happy for the rest of the day.  (That’s a good thing since the rest of my meals suck!)  A dear friend shared a copycat recipe of this chili a few years ago, and we even made it once on one of our enormous freezer meal cooking days.  So I got this great idea to make a honkin’ gi-huge roaster pan of the chili and freeze it in gallon bags for future use.  I’m never sorry when I do this. And it came in super handy Mon. night.

So the kids started pouring in from school when the scent of delicious chili met their cute little freckled noses.  My red head is the best.  He comes home first and walks through the door and says, “MMMMMMM  what’s that mom?”  I reply chili and he starts the whole fist pump, YES! yelling, and happy dance.  I wish I could take full credit for his happiness, but I noticed the other day when he asked what was for breakfast and I told him cereal he did the same thing.  He’s just a cheerful kid.  Practically perfect in every way.  (As all my children are.)  We started snitching small bowls, dipping chips in the pot, and testing to make sure the chili was safe.

At about 5:02 pm we were all lounging about doing homework, watching Netflix, and Pinterest when a car drove down the driveway.  This may not seem out of the ordinary to most, but at our house you can see the car coming down forever, and they are far and few between.  We didn’t recognize the car either so we just sat until the car got closer.  As the occupants started out of the car I got a sudden charge to my soul.  The Missionaries!!  I suddenly had a vague little remembrance of signing a sign-up sheet a few weeks earlier that I would feed the above mentioned missionaries for din-din on Jan. 9, 2012 @5:00pm.

Talk about jump into action.  I yelled!  “We’re feeding the missionaries RIGHT NOW!  Set the table, move your crap, pick up the other crap, and be a HAPPY FAMILY!”  They did.  Within 3 minutes hot steamy bowls of chili were served with chips, cheese, sour cream and avocado.  I don’t think we missed a beat.  The missionaries had seconds and thirds and then I just happened to have the makings of Fried Ice Cream for dessert.  Disaster was averted.  I will still go to heaven one day.  I was made strong and delivered and I will always call this chili Tender Mercy Chili:)  It literally saved my bacon.  So if you’ve got the missionaries coming over I know they like this stuff.  I hope it serves you as well as it did me.

Love ya!