Today was a very special day. Not so much detox wise, but...well...it was Sabbath. Not just any Sabbath, but the 10th anniversary of Living Water Fellowship. We had a full day. The first part of the service was given over to giving the church at large our history through personal testimonies of those that helped in the planting of the Henderson church. Then our keynote speaker, Ed Keyes, President of the Nevada-Utah Conference gave a short sermon. After was potluck. Ah...potluck. You know where everybody brings the dish they cook best. My Mom made her wonderful patties. She puts them into a roaster with gravy and potatoes and then slowly heats them up. Oh my! She also fixed the tomato-cucumber salad that we had earlier in this detox. Meanwhile, she and I sat at our table drinking our green smoothies and nibbling delicately on Hockey Pucks. Yum, yum.
Of course, a few people asked if we were on diets or couldn't we find anything to eat or if we had to eat a special way because of food allergies. Then there was the lady that just had to put her two cents in about healthy eating. There is one in every crowd.
It made me think. Throughout most of my life, people have felt comfortable, nay, that it was their God-given right to come up to me and tell me if I would only "fill in the blank" I would lose weight. Friends, family, and strangers, alike. I remember one time in particular. I was living in LA and riding the good old public transportation or Bus, for short. This one lady that got on almost everyday looked like a train wreck. Her hair had been teased to within an inch of it's life and then fashioned into a disaster and sprayed with enough hair spray to hold it in place. I don't think a can of DW40 could have made one hair move. Her makeup looked like it had been applied in the dark. The hem of her skirt never quite covered the hem of her slip. And she always looked like someone was holding something unpleasant under her nose. One day she told me that if I didn't eat so much sugar, I would lose weight. I told her that it wasn't any of her business what I ate. She said something to the effect that she did not enjoy looking at me to which I replied, "Then do yourself and me a favor. Wear a bag on your head. That way you can't see me and I don't have to look at you." Not very Christian, I know. Then again. I wasn't living a Christian life at that point, either.
I'm not sure why people feel that need. Feel like they have to say something. Oh well. Today, I just gritted my mental teeth and smiled graciously. If it makes her feel better, then ok. I don't have to see her again. She was a visitor, after all. God bless her little ol' heart.
Almost forgot. Dinner tonight was more of the Purple Heaven salad and a bowl of Black Bug Soup. Not actual bugs! We don't eat meat and Miss Robyn aka The Green Smoothie Girl and the author of this detox is a total vegan. It's the wild rice. It looks like funny little curly bugs. It was pretty good. Even if it didn't have any salt in it.
That's all for tonight, folks. Sweet dreams and God bless...
Tally Ho!
Nevada Smith
Daring to seek the path of greatest health
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