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Monday, April 6, 2020

God is the Best Cure For All Ills


"And God said, Behold, I have given you every herb bearing seed, which is upon the face of all the earth, and every tree, in the which is the fruit of a tree yielding seed; to you it shall be for meat."

Genesis 1:29 (King James Version)

How beautiful the Garden of Eden must have been, before the fall of Adam and Eve!

Everything must have been fresh, unspoiled, tender, pure, and nourishing.

Everything was abundant, and man didn't have to work, to till the soil, to plant the seeds, to wait for harvest, and to make food from that produce. 

He had dominion over the earth, and everything God created was for his happiness.

But we will never come to know that here on earth, unless we decide to follow Christ, and we can finally partake of eternal life in the arms of God, and know what true Paradise is.

Perhaps, we still have that residual DNA in us, of knowing what pure feels like.

These days, corrupted by man and resulting greed for money, and power, we have but a shadow of what pure hearts, and pure sustenance, would be.

Don't we realize that food, made with love in your heart, no matter how simple and humble, tastes better than all luxurious foods that tend to make you fat, ill, and grumpy?

I am fortunate to be living in a developing nation (or is it still a Third World nation? I have no idea), the Philippines, where we have an abundance of fruits and vegetables, and oftentimes, it is the every day vendor, with her basket, coming from another province, that intrigues me the most.

I tend to gravitate to her, to see what treasures may be in her basket.

When my father, a brilliant physician, and surgeon, was alive, he would caution my mother and I against bargaining with these hard-working people, for he'd say, they've traveled far, and make very little profit from their goods, so please, don't take that profit away from them, he'd tell us.

While a child, I grew up helping my father in his tiny clinic, beneath some stairs, and I'd be among the people from the market -- his patients who loved him so!

I learned to speak their "language".

That's the environment I grew up in.

Simple, humble, responsible -- a far cry from how many people live these days.

Today, everything has been touched by technology, and food has lost its essence and nutrients, no matter if they'd say it has been "fortified".

Everything is costly, too.

But, because I am a child of the market, I know where the simple and humble deals are, where your food budget could be stretched intelligently, without sacrificing your health.

And oftentimes, the vendors remember my father, who had since passed on in 19 September 1999.

And to think, God gave it all to us, once.

After the fall, man was now tasked to till the soil, and woman was to suffer painful childbirth.

Hardship had become part of our lives.

But man -- proud man -- refuses to be under the mercy of the elements, and began to industrialize everything.

And then, he began to live in cities, and skyscrapers.

Farmers have been forgotten, and marginalized.

We have more than we can actually eat.

Supermarkets, fast food places, restaurants, cafes, and homes burp with such abundance.

That's all very well, except we forgot many people around us.

I really have been wondering why Bill Gates prefers to back the creation of vaccines, in place of making sure every citizen on the planet has proper food in his stomach.

And not supermarket food, but local food.

We do not need a vaccine.

We need heart.

We need God.

We had forgotten the Creator.

The farther we are from Him, the more corrupt our food and lives are.

Every human being has become a potential voter, a statistic, a consumer, lessening his worth as a God-created human being.

We really have veered far away from the LORD.

The lords of the earth are preparing for us to be machine-like, controlled, and freedom-less.

As if God would allow such atrocity.

And so, I await the LORD, and His coming.

"Come, Lord, Jesus, come!"

"Maranatha!"