Seven Courses of Life
Hello.
Today I will be your server!
Welcome to the world of eat whatever is set before you.
The first breath of crying after the doctor awakens your
two beginning and the end parts. First soup and salad,
variety garden of vegetables, jello, milk, juices and raw
emotional changes within the womb. Time to suckle for yourself
bottle or breast milk. Oh, know you and daddy are on the same
food chain for a month or so. Time for the table delights food that is
to keep you healthy, wealthy and wise. No junk food. You are what you eat.
Ah, now I am simmering down listening for the tea pot to whistle.
Looking out at the new neighbors moving in with their children.
As you pour the hot water in the cup, carefully missing the skin that gravity has
stolen from your arms. Pushing the walker into the dining room to eat soft eggs and toast.
Falling asleep as the angels call you home prepared for you eternal sleep.
Paradise found lessons learned, many meals less desirable, but eaten and digested.
Rest well in His eternal arms in the peace of health without times interferance.
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