Miracles Abound
My daughter was a health food baby. That is, I brought her up on health foods. All fresh. Nothing packaged or processed. She could have been a poster child for whole foods.
When Lauren had choice, however, she chose another way. She wanted to be a regular girl who ate regular foods. When she could, it was ice cream and cake and white Wonder bread.
Once on her own, her cupboard had plenty of regular packaged non-real food super market fare.
Nevertheless, every now and then she would surprise me by saying something like, “You don’t want to buy that. It’s processed,” or, “This is healthier.”
Now to my surprise, she just bought a vegetable juicer, and is juicing carrots, apples, beets, celery, collard greens, tomatoes, and sweet potatoes, bringing great fresh juices over for me and going on a juice fast herself! Her two sensations were Granny Smith apple juice with ginger root and tomato with fresh Jalepeno and onion. These were so extra good, I could really live on them — for a day anyway.
She’s bringing me the pulp as well, and I was going to make a wonderful soup, only the soup wasn’t so great, and there is so much pulp, it could fill up my house in two days. It will have to mostly go for compost.
I think Lauren’s juicing and her return to her original upbringing count as a miracle, don’t you? Miracles abound!
Have you had any miracles lately?
Godwriting is a blog by Gloria Wendroff and is about Gloria's daily life as the Godwriter of the Heavenletters project that is having a profound effect on the lives of people around the world.
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