Have you heard of this term being "crunchy"? It's such an odd term that I feel very strange accepting it. When I hear it, I suppose it makes me think of someone who has become so used to not bathing that perhaps their hair has become, "crunchy." HA! Did I make that theory up? I've probably just offended a gazillion people. Pshaw. Just kidding. I'm grateful for the five of you who follow my blog! Woot!
But honestly, as I read more and more about pesticides, chemicals, GMOs, artificial flavors, false marketing, yada yada yada . . . well, it's gotten to the point where we make almost everything we eat from scratch. And I'm slowly getting sweetest lovey on board with making beauty products from scratch, too.
It's been an interesting evolution, honestly. Are you on this train, too?
It started with dear husband got cancer. We began trying to eat more cancer-fighting foods, and trying to eliminate cancer-causing foods. Only, the more you research, the more you find that A LOT of foods cause cancer. Boo!
Another funny (well, not funny-ha-ha) factor to add in there was that we really read a lot about how the vast majority of chocolate manufacturers use cocoa from sources that rely on slave or child labor. How crumby is that? So we began ordering fair trade cocoa and buying organic chocolate chips so that we can make our own brownies and chocolate chip cookies. We let go of the Oreos, Dove bars, Snickers, etc. I have to say that you would be utterly shocked, I mean shocked, to really look at how many products in the supermarket have some bit of chocolate in it. It's depressing to think America is keeping child and slave labor alive and well so that we can enjoy chocolate PopTarts.
But I digress.
Basically, this evolution has been super slow going and still in progress. I'd say that our food is 95% there, our cleaners are 70% there, and our health and beauty stuff is somewhere around 10% there.
Why do I do it?
Here's the kicker.
I think of lot of people do it because they are scared. They are scared of getting sick. They are scared of making their kids sick. They are scared of dying. They are scared of what GMOs and chemicals and unknowns could be doing to them. They are scared of diseases that would be hard to bear. They are scared of not having clarity of thought, of not being themselves, of not being their best self.
That's not me.
I'm not scared. Well, I'm not fool-hardly. I've been around enough pain and suffering to have a deep reverence for what those experiences are. But I suppose at the end of the day, I know my life is in God's hands. And He'll walk me though whatever lies ahead.
No, I'm not scared.
What I am . . . is longing for heaven on earth.
You know the Lord's Prayer? (This is how I memorized it, and not in a lovely ESV version; sorry 'bout that).
Our Father, who art in heaven
Hallowed be thy name
Thy kingdom come
Thy will be done
On earth as it is in heaven
Give us this day our daily bread
And forgive us our trespasses
As we forgive those who trespass against us
And lead us not into temptation
But deliver us from evil
For thine is the kingdom, the power and the glory
Forever and ever. Amen.
At the end of the day, when it comes to my food, I want to eat the food that God intended us to eat in the Garden of Eden. And when you bite into a sweet mandarin orange, and all that juice just explodes in your mouth, can't you just imagine it? I don't want to settle for less. I don't want my body being used to artificial sodas when I now know the goodness of refreshing, clean water.
It sounds so silly. But anyone who has tried to give up sodas knows how crumby a glass of water can taste when you're used to drinking all that addictive, sugary chemical. But it isn't what God intended for us, was it? And any runner who hasn't had a soda in years will tell you how deeply delicious water is and everything else pales in comparison. When your body is aligned with eating the way God intended, His foods have such variety and richness.
I won't lie to you. There's a part of me that also feels a little like a hippie protestor. Like I'm voting with my money. If I keep buying organic chocolate chips, that at the very least, my grocer will keep them in stock. Maybe the grocer will buy enough that I can buy them cheaper. Maybe if I add my voice in with all the others out there trying to eat healthier and all natural, then it'll tip the iceberg and it'll make a bigger difference. Who knows. But just like all the other things in life that God calls me to, I feel like I try to do my part.
Thanks for not thinking I'm nuts.
Or at least not posting that you think I am.
*hugs*
I'm off to go eat some popcorn.
But honestly, as I read more and more about pesticides, chemicals, GMOs, artificial flavors, false marketing, yada yada yada . . . well, it's gotten to the point where we make almost everything we eat from scratch. And I'm slowly getting sweetest lovey on board with making beauty products from scratch, too.
It's been an interesting evolution, honestly. Are you on this train, too?
It started with dear husband got cancer. We began trying to eat more cancer-fighting foods, and trying to eliminate cancer-causing foods. Only, the more you research, the more you find that A LOT of foods cause cancer. Boo!
Another funny (well, not funny-ha-ha) factor to add in there was that we really read a lot about how the vast majority of chocolate manufacturers use cocoa from sources that rely on slave or child labor. How crumby is that? So we began ordering fair trade cocoa and buying organic chocolate chips so that we can make our own brownies and chocolate chip cookies. We let go of the Oreos, Dove bars, Snickers, etc. I have to say that you would be utterly shocked, I mean shocked, to really look at how many products in the supermarket have some bit of chocolate in it. It's depressing to think America is keeping child and slave labor alive and well so that we can enjoy chocolate PopTarts.
But I digress.
Basically, this evolution has been super slow going and still in progress. I'd say that our food is 95% there, our cleaners are 70% there, and our health and beauty stuff is somewhere around 10% there.
Why do I do it?
Here's the kicker.
I think of lot of people do it because they are scared. They are scared of getting sick. They are scared of making their kids sick. They are scared of dying. They are scared of what GMOs and chemicals and unknowns could be doing to them. They are scared of diseases that would be hard to bear. They are scared of not having clarity of thought, of not being themselves, of not being their best self.
That's not me.
I'm not scared. Well, I'm not fool-hardly. I've been around enough pain and suffering to have a deep reverence for what those experiences are. But I suppose at the end of the day, I know my life is in God's hands. And He'll walk me though whatever lies ahead.
No, I'm not scared.
What I am . . . is longing for heaven on earth.
You know the Lord's Prayer? (This is how I memorized it, and not in a lovely ESV version; sorry 'bout that).
Our Father, who art in heaven
Hallowed be thy name
Thy kingdom come
Thy will be done
On earth as it is in heaven
Give us this day our daily bread
And forgive us our trespasses
As we forgive those who trespass against us
And lead us not into temptation
But deliver us from evil
For thine is the kingdom, the power and the glory
Forever and ever. Amen.
At the end of the day, when it comes to my food, I want to eat the food that God intended us to eat in the Garden of Eden. And when you bite into a sweet mandarin orange, and all that juice just explodes in your mouth, can't you just imagine it? I don't want to settle for less. I don't want my body being used to artificial sodas when I now know the goodness of refreshing, clean water.
It sounds so silly. But anyone who has tried to give up sodas knows how crumby a glass of water can taste when you're used to drinking all that addictive, sugary chemical. But it isn't what God intended for us, was it? And any runner who hasn't had a soda in years will tell you how deeply delicious water is and everything else pales in comparison. When your body is aligned with eating the way God intended, His foods have such variety and richness.
I won't lie to you. There's a part of me that also feels a little like a hippie protestor. Like I'm voting with my money. If I keep buying organic chocolate chips, that at the very least, my grocer will keep them in stock. Maybe the grocer will buy enough that I can buy them cheaper. Maybe if I add my voice in with all the others out there trying to eat healthier and all natural, then it'll tip the iceberg and it'll make a bigger difference. Who knows. But just like all the other things in life that God calls me to, I feel like I try to do my part.
Thanks for not thinking I'm nuts.
Or at least not posting that you think I am.
*hugs*
I'm off to go eat some popcorn.
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