My mom fell yesterday (tripped over a cord in the kitchen). She went through a difficult night and in the morning decided to have my dad take her to the ER. A broken hip is what she has. And surgery is what she must have to fix it. That'll take place at 8:00 tomorrow morning.
On Monday my dad starts radiation therapy (9 weeks, 5 days a week) for prostate cancer.
It's going to be a rough couple of months for everyone, I think.
+++I'm usually out of the house all day on Thursday, but this last Thursday I stayed home. And it was wonderful. I made a couple meals, Raylene's Jello, and bread. And while I kneaded the bread, I listened to/watched this Ted Talk. Robin O'Brien (AKA Food's Erin Brockovich) sheds light on the food industry. There's some alarming information there, and I, at least, felt glad I was making whole wheat bread in that instant and not Kraft macaroni and cheese (which, let me be honest, I did make for supper on Monday night).
+++I read the following quote by Henri Nouwen this week. I adore it. And I would like to make a print out of it to hang somewhere in our dining room.
The table is one of the most intimate places in our lives. It is there
that we give ourselves to one another. When we say, "Take some more,
let me serve you another plate, let me pour you another glass, don't be
shy, enjoy it," we say a lot more than our words express. We invite
our friends to become part of our lives. We want them to be nurtured by
the same food and drink that nurture us. We desire communion. That is
why a refusal to eat and drink what a host offers is so offensive. It
feels like a rejection of an invitation to intimacy.
Strange as it may sound, the table is the place where we want to become
food for one another. Every breakfast, lunch, or dinner can become a
time of growing communion with one another.
+++I think I've mentioned this before, but it's so good, it's worth repeating. This is a delicious book.
A couple of my favorite parts:
Not only did God give us food, he also ordained cooking. Cooking is a central expression of the cultural mandate. God gave this world to us to care for and cultivate. But he also gave it to us to explore and develop. It was God's intention that we take the raw material of his world and use to to create science, culture, agriculture, music, technology, and poetry--all to his glory. Every time you bake a cake, you are fulfilling that creation mandate. Every cake is a reminder of our freedom to create and be creative in the image of the Creator. Every time you place a meal on the table with quiet satisfaction, you're sharing the joy of the Creator at the creation of the world when he declared everything good.
Eating is an expression of our dependence. God made us in such a way that we need to eat. We're embedded in creation, this means that every time we eat, we're reminded of our dependence on others. Few of us eat food we ourselves have grown and cooked. Even the most self-sufficient among us still rely on other people. Food forces us to live in community, to share, to cooperate, and to trade...Above all, food expresses our dependence on God. Only God is self-sufficient....Every time we eat, we celebrate again our dependence on God and his faithfulness to his creation.
+++Both of these writings (of Henri Nouwen and Tim Chester) remind me to slow down, to enjoy the rest times that are naturally built into our days, to share what we have, to relish our mealtimes, to celebrate our dependence. And they make me want to put more effort into planning and preparing healthy, tasteful meals for my family and my guests.
+++I recently found The Family Dinner. I love the Table Talk section. What great ideas (from memorizing and reciting poetry together to reading and discussing articles) for connecting at dinnertime!
+++I think we should all be a little more like Bob