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Good Morning, God!
Dang! I am what I eat . . . what I put in my body, and my mind and my heart. The analogy works pretty well — except that we humans are more like cows in bringing “food” up from multiple stomachs to re-chew and re-chew over and over .
Last night at dinner my sister-in-law, Larie, was sharing about how much the Scots HATE the English.
The Scots DO have reasons, God.
But then EVERYONE has reasons to hate someone, some group, and worse yet, themselves.
I’ve been pondering our need to “digest” our past, God. To Forgive makes it sound easy — but in practice so hard as to be submerged below awareness. It seems to me that digesting our past is a more comprehensive term. Digesting involves extracting something of value out of what has been ingested. Or in worse cases, rejecting and releasing something that is poisonous.
It is horrifying, God, how much poison is fed to us . . . where DO all those HATE emails come from? Well, yes, God, I have been angry and upset myself. I am more than able to spew forth vitriol — gosh I hate admitting that!
DANG! I guess, God, YOU have brought me back to Personal Responsibility. It is so HARD to bless folks who seem bent on destroying. How much easier to judge and hate. But what a quickly Descending helix that begets.
So, God, I am sitting here — taking a deep breath — and asking You to bless all those around the world who are “so RIGHT” that they would not hesitate to harm those they see as WRONG. . . . .
I guess you could begin with that part of me that is capable of that. . . .
What is it that King David asked of You? Please, God, Create in me a Clean Heart!
Story teller,
A Moment with God 
My friend, you have given me a lift this morning. Your “digesting” metaphor/model is right on, I think. Probably applies to all learning. I repeat the 51st Psalm to myself each morning.
Greg