With Thanksgiving this week, I must confess that I’m looking forward to eating a lot. An embarrassing amount, really. Sure, that’s not all Thanksgiving is about. We know this. We know it’s more than just the meal, more than just the Pilgrims and the Native Americans, more than just turkey and corn and mashed potatoes.
But who can’t confess that it is a lot about that stuff, too, at least about the turkey, corn, mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce (preferably from a can), gravy, casseroles with lots of butter… yum.
With that in mind, I decided to throw in a little bit of conviction for today’s Sabbath meditation.
“Eaters, that is, must understand that eating takes place inescapably in the world, that it is inescapably an agricultural act, and that how we eat determines, to a considerable extent, how the world is used.”
— from “The Pleasures of Eating,” by Wendell Berry, on p. 324 of The Art of the Commonplace.
It’s a well-said remake of the “you are what you eat” mantra, except even more poignant.
The world is what we eat.
The world is the way it is because we eat the way we eat.
I think you know where I’m going with this.
Next week is Advent, folks. Better start preparing.