Prepping the Body

We have just returned from a few days in Flu Central USA, that's right: Atlanta GA. We were visiting family and friends. It was a great visit and I got to see my grandfather, perhaps for the last time. It was bitter sweet. He is an amazing man, who has not had a bump free relationship with my mother. He's always been someone I, not so much looked up to, as somebody who I thought was doing life, if not "right", at least on his own terms. I have a million stories I could relate; but one that cropped up on this most recent visit was that he had brought up at his church meeting that his community ought to stop celebrating wedding anniversaries and birthdays in the worship service because their chief function as the church is to worship God. You have to admire that kind of single focus. He was voted down, overwhelmingly. My grandfather must also be the last living New Deal Democrat in all of Texas.

Anyway, we are back and, as much as I love my family, it feels like the first day off in a long long time. There is a looming prospect of the arrival of another set of family "just dropping by" and I admit to feeling like I want to cry. We are just laying low today, in fact the wife is positively sick, so we are just playing video games, doing legos, playing play-doe, and puttering. Puttering is very healing for me. This morning I just did dishes, some laundry, helped with legos, made breakfast and coffee, and cleaned out the fridge. Last time the wife and I did the whole 30 we did it upon return from a long vacation so the fridge was empty. We are in the same boat this time. We don't have to throw out much. It is satisfying to know that when we get back from the store, our house will be teed up for optimal nourishment. Did I mention that the kids are doing a sugar break during this whole 30 deal, except for their birthdays. So today is a prep day: making lists for buying, figuring what store has what, cleaning out. Generally we are preparing for our optimal health. It's funny, I'd wager that alot of folks would think that all this effort and focus would be a waste of time. But aren't we worth it? Isn't it worth it to be feeling very good? I'm seized by a sense of adventure. I just know that my body, mind, spirit, and ministry are going to feel the positive impact of this..