We need to be fed. What we choose to feed ourselves determines our health and well being. Whatever goes into the mind will eventually take root in the heart. Guard your heart and mind because out of it flow the issues of life.
I love good food, but had no desire to cook.
That chapter of my life has passed. There are people at the local Farmer’s Market that create delectable dishes for my daughter and I to enjoy. They have paid attention to our choices and make them available to us if we get there on time. They feed us.
I love to read and take 30 minutes a day to feed my mind. A motivational book or, God’s word feeds my heart, mind and soul.
Mr. Smith is a Chef. He feeds me in many ways, but recently has started cooking for me. I enjoy watching him cook, but do not enter the kitchen or get in his way. He is laser focused on the task at hand and uses big, sharp knives!
The food is prepared quickly, turns out beautifully, and it seems within minutes he has an entire meal displayed effortlessly. The kitchen is a wreck, but dinner is served!
I ask him if I can clean the kitchen and he always says, ‘No”. It’s the least I could do for the meal he prepared but he never allows it. A couple of meals will be prepared and the kitchen continues to pile up, which drives me crazy, but leaves him undaunted. I asked him, “When are you going to clean it then?” He politely said, “When you’re not here.”