Picky eaters. Don’t you just hate them? I was a picky eater when I was younger, but thankfully I had very patient parents that helped try to feed me with foods that I would eat. I’m not picky anymore, or at least I wouldn’t consider myself a picky eater, but as a result of having sensitive taste buds, I definitely have my mental scars from childhood.
What mental scars you might wonder? If you were a picky eater, you might understand. People were constantly growling about the fact that you were so fussy. Family members would growl at my parents for catering to my every whim. But worst of all is being pestered by people, “Just try it”! Oh, how I hate those three words. Just. Try. It.
Luckily, I don’t have fussy eaters with my children. Of course they have their own distinct pallet, but they aren’t anywhere as particular as I was. I do catch myself every once and a while uttering those three horrible words, “Just try it.” However, I never force them to try something that they don’t want to try. I know exactly how that feels.
As I was thinking about people forcing me to eat food I didn’t want to try, turnips pop up in my brain. Why turnip, you may wonder? Well. Turnip was a staple at my home growing up, but I always claimed that I didn’t like them. My mother used to make Mush. Do you know what that is? Potatoes, carrots and turnips all mashed together into a “mush” to create a meal. Oh. My. Goodness. I hated Mush! My taste buds would cringe every time I saw the three blended colors coming towards my plate.
My brother LOVED this combination. And, that is fine with me. We all have our own distinct pallet, and his was not as sensitive as mine. My brother would and still will eat anything, except onions, where I love onions. Isn’t it crazy how we all have our own distinct likes and dislikes when it comes to food?
I think this is the same when it comes to spirituality. We all have a distinct pallet for spirituality. Some of us are the picky eaters that are very religious and think their way is the only way to Heaven. Others are not going to believe no matter what the evidence states and doesn’t even think there IS a heaven. You can’t even utter the words, “Just try it” or they will knock you down with negative retaliations in defense of their beliefs. Many other people are happy just sticking to their meat and potatoes of church, but don’t explore the subject any further than that. Then there are other people who can’t get enough of every kind of dish out there and love trying new foods, and exploring all the different worldly cuisines.
I’m not a fussy eater any more, and ironically I love turnip. I can’t get enough of them. Actually, right now, I’m definitely after all the worldly cuisines. I love trying and researching it all or trying new recipes! I can’t get enough information on every religion and spiritual belief out there. I think just as our taste buds mature to handle the strange foods that we aren’t used to, so does our spiritual taste buds. Spirituality can’t be pushed onto people. The “Just try it” mentality doesn’t work when it comes to spirituality. People have to get there on their own time. They have to try different foods, or religions to see if they like what is on their plate.
Romans 8:6 tells us, “For to set the mind on the flesh is death, but to set the mind on the Spirit is life and peace.”
There are so many wonderful worlds of spirituality out there and it’s a shame that so many people are very fussy eaters. None of us know the right way to get to Heaven. We are taught what our families feel is the way, but even that is having a very particular pallet. We have to expose our taste buds to all the different taste of spirituality and then decide what we like and what we don’t like. Every avenue has something wonderful to taste and add to your spiritual cupboards.