July 27, 2022
“God spoke: “Earth, green up! Grow all varieties of seed-bearing plants, every sort of fruit-bearing tree.” And there it was. Earth produced green seed-bearing plants, all varieties, and fruit-bearing trees of all sorts. God saw that it was good. It was evening, it was morning – Day Three.” Genesis 1:11-13 The Message
There’s a farmer’s market a five-minute drive from our house. This time of year, I visit as often as I can. They have fresh sweet corn, varieties of peaches, tomatoes, beans, squash, cantaloupes, and watermelons, just to mention of few of the fresh from the tree or field items available. It is varietal feast for the senses. Right now, the sweet corn, tomatoes and peaches find their way into my basket.
But the best part is yet to begin. The relishing of each bite. The tastes remind me of childhood summers and take me on a journey down memory lane of my mom’s peach pies and Gram’s Pennsylvania- style fried tomatoes. For some reason, this summer the tasting and savoring has become a spiritual journey. In the farmer’s market I frequent there are dozens upon dozens of ears of corn, and bushel upon bushel of peaches. I am astonished that a farmer can plant seeds that take the nutrients of earth mixed with sunlight and water and replicate sweet corn. Each kernel on each ear is a miracle in and of itself. The peach, which surely must have been the fruit of temptation, continues to come back, year after year, on trees whose branches are so laden that even the best of pickers can’t keep up.
I’m sure it sounds corny, but these tastes of summer, even amidst all the problems, disease, discord, and death, remind me of the miracle of creation, of the glory of God not only in the really big things like rainbows and sunsets, but the ear of corn and peach that are my eating meditation.
“God saw that it was good”. It still is. ~ Anne
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