Mary's Musings

Suppose that our soul feeds as the earthworm does, scooping up whatever is put in front of it, always hungry, eating a path toward more food. Food enters the body and nourishes it, before releasing those things that the body can't use.

Except the food we give to our soul is the combination of conscious, lingering thoughts and passions; our soul digests it, processing it and molding it until the final product becomes our actions, words, revealing that which we ate.

What if it's possible to see ourselves feeding our soul? How might we change our ways if we could actually see bitterness and anger, being scooped up in a spoon and shoveled into our mouths? With each bite, our countenance changes until the smile fades and all joy is removed. The more we eat, the more ugly it becomes, and the people around us suffer just as much.

Day in and day out, more and more discontentment and selfishness are gobbled up. Instead of satisfying, we just want more and more. We think we need to just consume more, but the more we ingest, the more poisoned we become. Eventually any resemblance to the lovely creation we were intended to be... just... vanishes... into    thin     air.  And the people we are supposed to love are shattered.

For a good Bible study click on this link and choose the one entitled Moses: Anger and What It Cost Him; others may be worth reading as well.