I mean that in a good way. I wish I could be more like them.
They sit there, being all patient. They wait things out and look like a genius when it works out for the best.
Despite my lack of talent in this area, if we read the Bible, we know patience comes up over and over again, right? A quick Google search gives me 144 verses that include the word patience.
If we’ve read the Bible at all, we know patience is in there.
And while we may be successful (or not so much) at incorporating patience to our lives and trusting God’s timing, we don’t see how this relates to what we eat.
I felt especially challenged to show patience in how I eat after recently reading “Animal, Vegetable, Miracle” by Barbara Kingsolver.
She says in chapter two: “The main barrier standing between ourselves and a local-food culture is not price, but attitude. The most difficult requirements are patience and a pinch of restraint—virtues that are hardly the property of the wealthy. These virtues seem to find precious little shelter, in fact, in any modern quarter of this nation founded by Puritans.”
Kingsolver continues: “Furthermore, we apply them selectively: browbeating our teenagers with the message that they should wait for sex, for example. Only if they wait to experience intercourse under the ideal circumstances (the story goes), will they know its true value. ‘Blah blah blah’ hears the teenager: words issuing from a mouth that can’t even wait for the right time to eat tomatoes, but instead consumes tasteless ones all winter to satisfy a craving for everything now. We’re raising our children on the definition of promiscuity if we feed them a casual, indiscriminate mingling of foods from every season plucked from the supermarket, ignoring how our sustenance is cheapened by wholesale desires.”
When we pop into the grocery store in October and grab that fruit platter with watermelon and cantaloupe, it’s likely being flown in from thousands of miles away, then cut up, packaged at a plant, and then shipped over potentially thousands of miles again to your grocery store.
Instead of going straight to the source in season and getting those fruits at their best, we don’t think about where that fruit is coming from; and I can assure you, it’s not helping a farmer, family or the economy where you live.
And worst of all, we don’t care.
As Christians, we know God created us to be in harmony with the land (see: Eden, Garden). We know He created seasons. May we be people who honor God’s creation by how we eat.