Sunday, March 12, 2017

Post 29-"Food" for Thoughnt

                                                 In The Kitchen
John wrote on Mon, Mar 6, 2017 at 4:00 PM


Hey Dana


            We’re at the shore this weekend in advance of what could be a BIG nor’easter, with either LOTS of rain and/or LOTS of snow. (Would you please pray and ask God to again keep His protective hand on our place? Thanks.) The marsh grass is brown and much of it is matted down after winter bouts of high tides and periodic ice. We’re just sitting down to a breakfast of everything bagels, cream cheese, and “Jersey meat.”


            When you lived up here, did you ever have Taylor Pork Roll? To my knowledge, it is popularly available in the Philly/New Jersey region. It is a delicious, processed meat product that still comes in a unique cloth bag. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pork_roll But, for many it falls into the category of Spam. (Personally, I love Spam, but Carol won’t even let it touch her plate.) One of Carol’s grandsons has only gotten Taylor Pork Roll when he visits us at the shore so he’s taken to calling it “Jersey meat.”


            Your comments on sugar got me thinking. I know this is an odd request, but other than the Old Testament (Leviticus 11) food laws, and Kosher today, does God have anything to say about diet and good eating? I know that He said to Peter to disregard the old food laws (see Acts Chapter 10). I’m not thinking of where Paul writes about food offered to idols in 1 Corinthians 8. But there are so many diets and diet companies it can be so overwhelming. The Mediterranean diet. The South Beach diet. Jenny Craig. Ad infinitum. But, those diets are important to those on them, and in some cases life changing. One especially important diet is the gluten free diet.


            There is a wealth of on-line information to investigate gluten and celiac disease. It seems to be showing up as a cause for more and more things. I'm not trying to turn it into a whipping boy, or go-to disease, but more and more people seem to be having symptoms of what could be celiac disease. http://www.healthline.com/health/allergies/gluten-allergy-symptoms#WheatAllergy2  Doctors seem to by-pass this as the cause for so many other of the illnesses or diseases they (the doctors) are trying to diagnose. We saw this with one of Carol’s daughters.


            One of Carol’s daughters had a skin disease and an almost open wound that came and went for years on her leg. She worked in a well respected, regional, midwest hospital and for years, doctors couldn’t find a cause and kept reporting it as non-specific dermatitis.  Well, through an odd set of circumstances, (of course we know it was God) the daughter was at a picnic and she pointed it out to someone. That person’s immediate response was, “You have celiac. Stop eating wheat products and gluten for a month and see what happens.”  https://celiac.org/live-gluten-free/glutenfreediet/sources-of-gluten/  The daughter was desperate, so she stopped eating the suggested food products.  In a month, her leg had begun to heal for the first time in years. So she got tested, specifically, for celiac. She had it. And, since going off the gluten, she’s not had a recurrence of the skin problems in years, unless she unknowingly eats some.


            (Note to blog readers: Disclaimer: we are not practicing medicine. Please see your doctor or nutritionist if you have some health problem that just won’t seem to go away.)


            Once that daughter stopped eating wheat products and things with gluten, others in the family began to do the same and it seems as if several others had celiac and are now gluten free.


            If you have time, can you weigh in on this?


Thanks


John


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Dana responded on Thu, Mar 9, 2017 at 2:03 PM


     John, it's been a l-o-n-g week already and my time has been short.  Below are some thoughts I put together on food.  Check it out and let me know if it is all right.


     Bon appetite'


     For the kingdom of God is not a matter of eating and drinking but of righteousness and peace and joy in the Holy Spirit. Romans 14:17 (ESV)


     OK, before all you exegetical watchdogs get your dander up, I do know that the above quote from Romans is part of a passage concerning, not so much food in general, but the possibility of one Christian potentially hurting a newer or weaker believer by exercising their freedom in Christ to eat or drink or participate in something which poses no particular moral problem to them, but could cause confusion or consternation on behalf of the weaker believer over something they deem might be wrong for them. Not going to go down a rabbit trail on that one…at least in this Blog.


     But, the point is true, and we as Christians have to be responsible in matters of freedom for us and how we practice that freedom among those who may not be coming from the place where we are in our walk. 


    In my adult life, I’ve spent 40+ years traversing the nation and in that time have visited many churches of many stripes, and while the good congregants of all those churches may disagree over whether free will or predestination plays a bigger part in their salvation, or whether the rapture will be next week, (or was it last week?), or whenever, the one thing they all seem to be able to agree on is good eating.


     While this must seem to be a copout, I honestly cannot promote one denomination over another, regardless of theological persuasion, when it comes to their cooking.  Honestly, I haven’t had a bad meal in any church I’ve ever visited, who was kind enough to provide a meal.  Let’s face it, Christians are good cooks.


      Bragging rights go to Christians over all the other religions as to culinary expertise.  And rightfully so.  Ever had fried chicken at a Buddhist temple?  Ever attended a pancake breakfast at a mosque?  I didn’t think so.  The people rest, Your Honor.


      While I’ve never felt divine conviction over the sin of gluttony (don’t worry, I’ve plenty of others to which divine conviction applies) I have to admit, if the devil were to tempt me in that area, it would be a tough resistance effort.  I love food; pretty much all of it.  Well there are a couple of exceptions.  I would rather eat a four day dead gopher on the side of the road raw, hair and all, than I would eat bleu cheese.  Not tremendously big on asparagus either, especially canned.  And while I could lose my Southern citizenship for saying so, mayonnaise isn’t high up on my list of favorite foods.  Oh, I don’t mind it in things like tuna fish salad or chicken salad, but to just slather it on a sandwich…nah, none for me, thanks.


      …and for good reason.  While I was in college back in the early 70’s, I had a housemate who was a mayonnaise junkie.  He ate mayonnaise on just about everything.  Once one of his high school buddies was down for a weekend visit, and they were watching a football game on TV.  When it came time for a snack, I kid you not, they took a bag of chocolate cookies and a jar of mayonnaise and made “Oreos” out of them.  They ate the whole bag of cookies that way.  If that wasn’t a sin, it should have been.


     One other time, I was taking the Philadelphia Teen Challenge men’s choir on a trip across the upper mid-western and western US of A, holding services for churches that faithfully provided financial support for our home chapter. When we’d arrive, the churches always had a big spread for a gang of road weary travelers upon which to chow down.  At one stop, in Iowa, if I remember correctly, or maybe it was one of the Dakotas, anyway, we were happily eating, when I was approached by the sweetest, kindliest little grandmother of a lady who offered me a plate of her “special dessert.” Had I refused, I felt sure a plague of Biblical proportions would befall me.


     This dear, saintly lady handed me a plate of what I recognized to be a neatly cut square of lime Jell-O, with a glob of what I thought might have been whipped cream sitting on top.  When I bit in to it, to my utter shock, dismay and horror, I learned that said whipped cream was mayonnaise.  I couldn’t see my face, but I am reasonably confident that it was turning a shade of green to match the Jell-O. They say that “honest confession is good for the soul.”  I certainly hope so, because when that nice grandmotherly lady so sweetly asked me if I liked it, I lied like a dog. Deliberately. Unashamedly.  I’m banking on the Lord’s mercy on that one.


     Yes, food is an important part of our lives; without it we’d die.  And, it is a major part of the social fabric of most, if not all churches.  It would be safe to assume that the majority of fellowship taking place in American churches includes, if it is not centered around the sharing of a meal.  Our Lord dined with His own disciples, and one such meal, we regularly commemorate as one of our most fundamental sacraments.  So Christians and food sort of go together.


     Now while I love food, and I love the fact that my Christian faith is shared by a lot of good folks who share that love, I’ve had to make some rather extreme changes to my eating habits.


     A recent physical revealed that I was “pre-diabetic.”  My blood sugar was higher than my medical professional thought was healthy.  As my wife had recently been placed on a diet completely devoid of sugar and starch (for different reasons) I decided to do the diet with her.


     Now aside from the stressful fact that I had to give up just about all food (and food that I dearly loved), I encountered something else altogether.  Two or three days into this diet, I encountered an almost soul crushing depression.  It was like yesterday everything’s OK, and today I want to crawl in a hole and die...miserably.  It was like the black, creeping death.  Nothing was good.  Everything was bad.  All hope was gone; the best I could muster was dangerous desperation. This lingered for two agonizing days.


     The freaky part was as I was trying to rationalize my present circumstances, I could find no reason for my depression.  Times were good.  My relationship with the Lord is a blessing. I have a great wife and family.  I’ve got tremendous friends.  I enjoy my job.  I’m not getting rich, but I’m eating (well, I was) and keeping the lights on.  It’s all good.  But there I was, stranded on the bottom of the world, with no place to go but down.


     Sharing my plight with someone close to me, turned on a light!  Sugar withdrawals!  Oh my, I hadn’t thought of that.  But I was convinced by their statements of description that they were absolutely right.  There was no other explanation. 


     This led to another revelation, and one which I had to reluctantly face.  If what was the cause of my recent overwhelming depression was withdrawal from sugar, then that meant I was an addict.  The good news was that in a couple of days, I was back to normal, and suffering no signs of depression or doom or despair.  It left as quickly as it came…thankfully.


    But that opened the doors for some serious soul searching.  I never considered myself a sugar junkie.  We seldom have dessert as part of our meals at home.  I do not drink soft drinks.  About the only time I indulge in candy is if there is any left after a holiday, and there is not much. 


     However the more I looked into this, the more I begin to find that there is sugar in EVERYTHING!  Hours roaming the aisles in our local grocery stores reading labels confirmed that just about every food product other than table salt contains some form of sugar.  If it contains any ingredient that ends in “-ose” then it’s sugar.  Even my summer baseball game food of choice, the venerable hotdog contains sugar.  Hotdogs?  Yes!  And, it’s not just sugar I had to watch, my doctor alerted me to a little noticed part of the label which read total carbohydrates.  Sugar, and starches, which turn into sugar in our bodies after being consumed.  Double whammy!


     After spending literally hours in the local food mart reading labels like I was combing an ancient map for buried treasure, it shocked and saddened me to see all the things we couldn’t eat and stay true to our diet…and that was most things.  We’re about down to grazing, which, on the bright side, will help in the lawn care department this summer.


    All of this got me to thinking about the verse:


     “Or do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit within you, whom you have from God? You are not your own, for you were bought with a price. So glorify God in your body.” 1 Corinthians 6:19-20 (ESV)


     Most of the times Christians tend to only apply the above verse to just smoking and drinking and getting tattoos.  Our body is a temple, so we shouldn’t put anything into it that which isn’t thought to be befitting Christian behavior.  That notion is quite subjective, and whatever is the particular boogey man of choice gets lumped into all the things we aren’t supposed to do because of the body/temple idea. The problem is that the boogey man substances changes church to church, region to region, until we reach the point of absurdity and we cannot eat or drink anything.  To keep our “temple” pure we ultimately have to die of dehydration and starvation.


    I know that is silly; I stretched the point intentionally.  But if we’re going to be so quick to ban tobacco and alcohol as things which defile the temple, why don’t we feel the same about the food we eat and the poisonous substances it often contains?   Before we go further, let me state for the record that I don’t subscribe to either tobacco or alcohol being definite instruments of defilement. I like what Jesus said in Matthew 15:11, “…it is not what goes into the mouth that defiles a person, but what comes out of the mouth; this defiles a person.”  (ESV)  That’s not to advocate for the use of alcohol or tobacco (see the quote from Romans at the beginning of the article), but I am convinced that humans, and that includes church people, consistently do much more harm to their bodies with a knife, fork and spoon than they do with a pack of cigarettes or a bottle of beer. Just sayin…’


    Not meaning to preach, but diabetes is a serious disease, and in “most” of the cases it is most likely preventable, and thankfully in my case, I was given the opportunity to make said corrections before it was too late.  Diabetes can lead to all manner of detrimental health issues like blindness, amputation, coma, and death.  And yet that is only one of the negative health concerns that come primarily from improper diet.  Had your cholesterol and triglycerides checked lately? 


     The point is, since our bodies are the temple of the Holy Spirit, if we’re going to avoid substances such as alcohol and tobacco (since they are the handiest to vilify) shouldn’t we also be somewhat careful to not defile the temple by eating or overeating things we know will harm, sicken, and, if not regulated, kill our earthly temple (or overly expand its boundaries around the middle)? 


     Now, I don’t intend to typecast out our Seventh Day Adventist friends and brothers in any way, but most of the ones with whom I’ve been associated, ate pretty good, and by pretty good, I mean healthy. It was a big thing with them. Also I don’t want to institute an eleventh commandment in that “Thou shalt not eat…or Thou shalt eat….”  I’m in no position to preach about eating habits.  But they (the Seventh Day Adventists) have allocated a lot of thought into what constitutes healthy eating, and isn’t there something we can learn and appropriate from that without becoming legalistic about it?


     Lest the rationale often usurped and misunderstood from the account of Peter from Acts 10, when God provides food for Peter, who refuses to eat it because it is to him, unclean, and, God tells him to not call what He has made clean, unclean.  This shouldn’t have to be said, but I’ve heard it interpreted that as long as a Christian says grace over their food prior to eating it, that it somehow consecrates the food, and makes the unclean (spiritually speaking) clean.  Nice try, but gratefully acknowledging the provision of poison doesn’t make it any less poisonous.  Not that God provides poison; He provides that which we need to procure food, which, 99.99% of the time is of our own choosing.


     One of the fruits of the Spirit from Galatians 5 is self-control.  That doesn’t just refer to not drinking too much.  It applies to every aspect of life.  Nothing in excess is good for us.  And that means food as well.  Let us strive to keep the old “temple” in as good a shape as we are able.  Read some labels, and use some common sense when it comes to what we eat.  If we are healthy and vibrant, we’re in a better condition to be useful in the Kingdom.


     You wouldn’t pour molasses in to your car engine in place of motor oil (more than once) would you? Would you use gasoline to water your vegetable garden…why?  Could it be that they are not designed to live or perform well with those substances?  Likewise our bodies are made to run well on certain kinds of food, but on the other hand, there are lots of foods that should be mostly avoided, and if consumed, done so in fairly strict moderation.


     Anybody out there know where I can get some manna? 


     Dana         


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John adds a PS just before publishing on March 12 


            I am just now writing someone who struggled with a severe medical problem for years, until they learned of a nutritional “cure.”   That reminded me of Naaman in 2 Kings 5:1-16 https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2+kings+5%3A1-16&version=NASB    He was looking for some spectacular miracle befitting someone of his status. God’s cure was pretty mundane.   Again, the disclaimer, we are not doctors or in the medical profession, but after years of living life and seeing a few things, sometimes nutrition, i.e. a change of diet along with reasonable exercise, may bring about the long, hoped for, positive results.


 


 

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