I’m sharing something written during my “Jesus and coffee” time. But right now, I’m praying for all of us here in the United States – that we’ll lay down our silver bullets – whatever they may be – and open our tables. It wouldn’t be #kitchentherapy without a couple of recipes, so I’ve got some biscuits and cookies for you (with apologies to anyone who is swearing off sugar or fruit or grains or using an oven to bake things). And so, even now as I pray over the table that will be filled with wayfaring visitors-become-family (and grilled meat, veggies, whole grain bread, wine, and cookies and ice cream for dessert), I pray that we remember the divine health that comes in making folks feel at home. I love trying new ways of eating, know which foods do a legitimate number on my body (sad face for milk), and it makes my day brighter when I can find something that brightens the day of someone who is really hungry for a good meal.īut more than that, I want us to be kind and gracious. I travel the world to write stories of hope, and I’ve never written one that includes the latest best-selling, hot-off-the-presses, “this is the one!” diet program. I wonder if, in our efforts to find the silver bullet in what goes on our plate, we have made that plate an idol. May I be honest? I worry a little about us – those of us who live in the United States, that is.
Who eats meat, bread, fruit, veggies? Does anything need to be prepared in any certain way or with any certain type of something in order to be suitable for consumption? Is a grocery store OK, or does everything need to be purchased at the farmer’s market? Is coffee on the good or bad list? What about wine? Is there a special water that’s needed? Do we need supplements for breakfast? Any more, the list of questions is so LONG. I always ask about allergies and intolerances when filling the fridge. While the note could have been about any number of things, like whether or not she enjoys the sound of mourning doves at dawn or if anyone has an aversion to crazy-eyed rescue pups who love to sniff and snuggle, it was about food. She and her family have taken up my offer to visit CasaRock for good food, great conversation, and a night’s rest as they journey through Texas.
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