Real Food, Real People

Some friends and I have noticed a growing trend in the whole foods world that we find disconcerting, and we decided to join forces to counter-act it! We believe that it’s important to eat healthy food… but that it’s not everything. Each of us is sharing our thoughts on this subject today; you’ll find links to my friend’s posts at the end of this article.

True story: the first really bad argument my DH and I ever had was actually before we were married, and involved a quite heated discussion over the merits of… get this… whole wheat versus white bread. Yup. You can guess who was on which side.

Our second really bad argument was over the music we wanted at our wedding. Actually, to be specific, it was about the music for the prelude in our wedding - you know, the part of the wedding where neither one of us would be present and therefore would not even hear the music being played? Yeah. We had some silly arguments.

The second one I let him win because, I guess, common sense (and true love, of course) prevailed. After all, what was the point of arguing about music that we wouldn’t even hear? But the first argument continued to drag on intermittently over our brief engagement (I’m serious!) until we finally reached a compromise: I would learn how to make a good white bread from scratch. I figured that was better than buying the nasty store-bought fluff that passes as bread these days.

That particular argument, though, was only the harbinger of things to come. Around the same time, I read “The Maker’s Diet” by Jordan Rubin, and I realized that everything I thought I knew about healthy food was all wrong. Or at least only partially right. Already having a distinct bent toward all things natural and healthy, this book only intensified my desire to feed my family nourishing foods. On top of which, the author, Jordan Rubin, said that he cured his colitis by eating a diet such as the one he recommends. Since my husband happens to have colitis, I threw all my efforts into over-hauling our diet so that maybe - just maybe - he could be cured of his colitis, too.

Um. Well. That didn’t work out quite so well as I thought it would.

It turns out that my husband was quite pleased with his diet the way it was and had absolutely no desire to change it, even if it would, on the off chance, improve or eliminate his colitis. By this time fully entrenched in the whole foods movement, I set out to change his mind, by sheer force if necessary. I tried my hand at wheedling. At nagging. At expounding on the benefits of whole grains and cultured dairy. At surreptitiously sneaking healthy foods into his diet. At guilt and even occasional manipulation. None of it worked. Surprisingly, it only made him mad.

I couldn’t believe it! Why was he mad at me? I was only trying to help, after all! In my mind, he should have fallen gratefully at my feet, thankful that his wife cared enough about him to serve him only the healthiest and very best food.

It took me longer than I care to admit, but finally I came to the realization that I could not - and should not - try to change my husband. Our relationship became a lot more peaceful when I stopped trying so hard to turn him into what I thought he should be, and simply accepted him the way he was (junk-food-loving fiend that he is!).
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When we’re passionate about something - like good health and nutritious food - it’s easy for those passions to override our common sense, and even our love for those closest to us. Over the past few years, I’ve learned that relationships are far more important than food, and that the value of a relationship far exceeds the nutritional value of the food I eat.

Let me say that again:

Relationships are far more important than food,

and the value of a relationship far exceeds the nutritional value of the food I eat.

Simply put: food is not worth arguing about with the people I love. The preservation of the relationships I treasure is of more importance to me than the food I - or anyone else - eats. In practical terms, this means:

  • I don’t offer my opinion on food and health unless somebody asks for it. (This blog is the exception. This is where I come to spout off my opinion!)
  • I eat where everybody else wants to eat, even if that means a fast food restaurant.
  • I don’t ask about the ingredients or method of preparation of food when I eat at someone else’s house. (Exception: if my children are eating food someone else has prepared. They have food allergies, so it’s essential that I get nosy about the food someone wants to give them. If you have any kind of dietary concerns, you understand what I mean.)
  • I don’t refuse food given to me simply based on the grounds of its nutritional value (or lack there0f).
  • If the situation warrants (like a pot luck dinner, or a casual dinner), I bring a healthy dish to share, but I still eat the other food that is offered.
  • I occasionally buy special (and not particularly healthy) treats that my DH and children enjoy.

My DH and I have both grown since those early days of our marriage. I backed off on forcing him to change, and instead began to introduce small changes to our diet as he was receptive to them. He, in turn, relaxed and became more and more willing to try new and healthier foods. We’ve been married 6 years now, and our diet at home is at least 80% whole foods, and both of us are happy. He still gets to eat things like hot dogs and marshmallows sometimes, and I’ve completely given up on trying to get him to eat homemade yogurt, so he still eats sugar-laden store-bought stuff. But he’s also learned to enjoy healthier foods, too, like whole grain pasta… and even whole wheat bread! Yes, that argument has finally been put to rest.

And I’m happy to report that at his last check-up, his colon was completely free of inflammation! I can’t claim the credit for that; God is the one Who heals - or not - as He chooses. I also can’t forget that the condition could flare up any time, regardless of what he eats. But for now, we are both grateful that God created so many healthy and nourishing foods that are also delicious and enjoyable to eat!

Does your significant other balk at healthy food? How do you handle it?

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A Lifetime of Love

Happy Valentine’s Day!

As I mentioned in my last post, we spent the weekend with family at my grandfather’s memorial service. Despite the occasion, it was a wonderful time, getting together with the entire family for the first time in a few years, and celebrating our grandfather’s life and legacy.

As we talked about him and our memories of him, one theme kept recurring and that was his faithfulness to his family, especially his loving care of his wife (known to me of course as Grandma:). During the service, my aunt said that for his entire married life, my Grandpa’s goal had been to please Grandma. Whatever she wanted, that was what he did. And that is so true, something I remember very clearly about him. Up until the very end, his number one concern was the welfare and happiness of his wife.

In fact, this was such a marked aspect of his character, than when I got married almost five years (it will be five years next week!) ago, I asked the music pastor at my church to write a song dedicated to both our sets of grandparents, honoring their lifelong commitment and love for each other. He granted my request and the result was the song, “The Gift of a Lifetime”. My husband and I recorded it prior to our wedding and then played it at the reception. My grandparents were not able to attend the wedding but my aunt was there, and held up her phone so that Grandma and Grandpa could hear the song. If you’re curious, you can listen to it (warning: extremely amateur performance!) here:

Gift of a Lifetime

During my grandfather’s memorial service, my Grandma, my sister and my cousin were sitting together and watching the slide show featuring pictures of his life. One picture was taken way back when, in the early days of my grandparents’ life together. In the picture, my Grandma was wearing a fabulous, colorful dress, and my cousin said, “Wow, Grandma, that’s some dress! Do you remember wearing it?” Now mind you, my Grandma can’t remember much of anything these days, occasionally doesn’t even recognize her own son (my dad). So it wasn’t surprising when she said haltingly that she couldn’t be sure if she remembered the dress or not… but she remembered that boy.

I hope one day when I’m nearly 90 years old and have forgotten everything except maybe my name, that I will still remember this boy:

The Gift of a Lifetime

Through good days and hard time,

Through sunshine and rain;

In gaining and losing,

In strength or crippling pain,

Down the years of constant change

In a world so cold and strange

What a blessing, what a privilege to know…

(Chorus)

That a lifetime ago love swept into your soul.

And we know that you’ve never been the same.

A love sent from above this world knows nothing of-

Blessed gift of a lifetime, your love.

This pattern we’ll follow,

This path we’ll retrace:

Our home built on Jesus,

Our lives crowned with His grace.

In each joy, each smile, and cheer,

In each sigh, each grief and tear,

What a blessing, what a privilege to know-

(Bridge)

That our God is the same,

His promise we’ll claim,

He’s never forsaken His own!

This foundation shall stand,

We’ll hold to his hand,

And go in the strength of His love!

(Chorus)

With a lifetime to go, love swept into our souls.

And we know that we’ll never be the same.

A love sent from above this world knows nothing of:

Blessed gift of a lifetime

A love built for a lifetime,

Blessed gift of a lifetime, our love.

~Music and Lyrics by Joe Mims

And now I’m off to make some of these Lava Cakes for that boy… Have a Happy Valentine’s Day, everyone!

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