Saturday, February 9, 2013

Working, Worrying, Wogging - and Remembering God

Working, Worrying, Wogging ... Remembering God
   
 For the Body:

Lately another sixty-ish grandmother came in and  expressed a concern that I'd heard many times the last ten years.  "My daughter-in-law is so busy she feeds her kids at McDonald's or Sonic so much.  Or they have frozen pizza, macaroni and cheese, or just cereal. I worry about the grandkids. 

They all weigh more than I remember my kids weighing."To some extent I was a mother like that. Working, overwhelmed, and willing to close my eyes and reach for compromising solutions. I cannot count the times I drove through fast food places to either feed the kids fast or cheaply or both. 


These grandmothers who express this concern are rightly worried.  Predictions are that our children's generation will suffer illness and death sooner than we will.  What about our grandkids' generation?  Lately I heard that pediatric training programs are now preparing new pediatricians to be able to treat myocardial infarction. Heart attacks. In teenagers.
    
To the grandmothers who express concerns, I ask, "Can you offer help? She's overwhelmed. Maybe she doesn't easily ask for help. How might you bless her and the grandkids?"

Another such grandmother said, "I just catch them when they're hungry. And can they ever eat! And my daughter-in-law and I have never gotten along better."

In my kids' childhood, they loved the baked goodies Nana made.  Cinnamon rolls, apple pies and carrot cakes, but only for special occasions. But now in my grandkids' lives more and more grandmoms, praying grandmoms, I might add, will be stepping up to feed people.

If you might have a similar concern, think about it.  Feeding people life-giving healthy food when they are hungry is an unmatched kindness and you never know if you might help someone you love avoid the overeating trap.  Or the cancer trap.    The current generation of young parents have a big job turning "fast-food" eating around.  But people do change their ways.  All my grown kids now say they eat better and feel better after short visits home.  And that's a miracle.

        

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