You shall eat the fruit of the labor of your hands; you shall be happy, and it shall go well with you. ~Psalm 128:2
As the days wear on, there is increasing dissatisfaction about the food we are served, which seems foreign to some members of our group. Perhaps fears get externalized to this concrete action, this thing we are in the habit of controlling: what we put into our mouths. In some senses a pilgrim has given up control of their route, agenda, and schedule. Must we also give up control of our food? Or perhaps a facet of our resistance to eating like “the other” among whom we travel is our resistance to becoming like “the other”. We are experiencing a truth: Food can be a route to spiritual transformation. It can be hard to stomach.
How have you experienced spiritual growth through what you eat or don’t eat?
Prayer: O Spirit, I open even my mouth to you.