Subject:  SJ: He Can Improve Your Taste, Too |
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Eugene
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Date Posted: 23:59:20 01/27/03 Mon
The day when I went back to Cal. Poly. Pomona (and realized that God has never left me) was the same day when I got my new set of taste-buds:-)
Like most people, I have intuitively known which food tastes good to me. I have always enjoyed food, and could be said to be a bit snobbish at times -- that is to say, I would assume that expensive, fancy food must taste good. Maybe like some of you, I just couldn't stop talking about the fillet mignon or lobster dinners I have had.
And then I liked to cook. But I cook because I loved to be praise by other people on what a good cook I was. I guess I might have done a decent job at cooking most of the time, but looking back, I realized that I wasn't cooking with my soul -- and so my food had no soul.
But for the most of that day, I did not get to eat. I decided to fast because I didn't think I could have joy any more. I couldn't even bring myself to enjoy something I thought I had always enjoyed -- food.
On the way back home, however, I decided to break the fast and have dinner. All the way I prayed to Christ, "Please be with me as I learn to live again, starting from eating with me." And I got more and more excited over the fact that Christ was going to have dinner with me.
It wasn't anything fancy. I cooked a plain piece of steak with some spaghetti and vegetable. I felt that Christ was sitting across the table from me and smiled as He watched me ate. And when I started to bite into the food, tears started to stream down my face -- It tasted so good! I was so happy!
It definitely was not because I suddenly acquired superior cooking skill. It was just like, for the first time, all the sensory cells on my tongue (tastes) and in my nose (flavors) were letting me know that they were there -- doing what they also do even though I had never paid any mind to them. I didn't know why, but the thought in my head for a while was, "All things work together...." I guess I had never learned to appreciate how wonderfully God made me. And although I had always claimed that food is more than substance, I never really knew what's the heart and soul components of eating.
From that moment on, I have learned to see and taste more than food. I see people -- those who prepare food, those who eat food, those who thought of ways of cooking, those who.... There are just so many people that's it is almost overwhelming. But most of all, I often think about those people whom Jesus ate with: tax collectors, sinners, poor, hungry, disciples, betrayers.... And I always think about the people whom I cook for; I want to make them feel that they matter to me. They are worthy to be served because they are my Father's children, my brothers and sisters.
If you have not eaten a meal with Christ, I highly recommend that you try it.
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