I went grocery shopping yesterday and walked away from the Organic Bell Peppers because they are more than $6 a pound.
Non-organic = $3.38.
Except that Bell Peppers are on the Dirty Dozen List.
And they travel from far far away (Mexico).
And they make my salad something I want to eat.
Which makes me want to have salad for breakfast.
Which makes me want to get up and be excited for my day.
And then I spend my morning remembering that I am a person that I love being, and that I am thankful that I get to live this life.
In turn, I'm patient and gentle with my kids and my King.
And my whole day is given my possibility and abundance.
I forgot all of those things this morning.
I could sit here and describe, in detail, the swirl that I created in my head (which ultimately leads to worrying about the ultimate demise of all of Humanity, a personal failure because I didn't do enough to save us all), or--I can simply course correct and move on.
I could sit here and describe, in detail, the swirl that I created in my head (which ultimately leads to worrying about the ultimate demise of all of Humanity, a personal failure because I didn't do enough to save us all), or--I can simply course correct and move on.
So here I am, at 2:00pm, starting my day over.
I am now someone who spends $6 a pound for Organic Bell Peppers.
Because I love Me, my Family, and those Farmers.
Love, Christine
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