When I opened this blog, I had no idea at how interpersonal it would become between my life, and others led to contemplate on these same topics. As of late a few topics have continued to circle, and float to the top of my thoughts. 
One of which, is the GMO issues facing our food supplies, vitamins, water, and even the grass beneath our feet. As much as I want to learn all the ins and outs of this topic, I find it can be so upsetting though great advancements are taking place as well. I forward along articles where I can, sign petitions, make better consumer choices and so forth. These are all good things, but I need to keep a healthy balance in my daily life, and this one concern alone could overtake so much. As I do what I can to make things better in my little world, I have a comforting thought.
I was reminded of a story, a sweet neighbor shared with me when living in Ivins, Utah. A gorgeous little community, one in which the Broadway of the desert is located, Tuacahn.
This neighbor had a husband who served in the Navy at one time. She told me how there was a U.S. naval sailor in a prisoner of war camp. The poor quality of the food was making the men sick over a significant period of time. There was one man whose health didn’t seem to be affected as the others. The one difference, he Blessed his food.
When I begin to feel a certain overwhelm with an unending list of nasty chemicals in our food. I will do what I can to avoid such consumer products, and continue to sign those petitions, but in the end I will have the faith that my Heavenly Father will make up the difference in our prayers.
jen 🙂
