Have you ever noticed how everyone wants to speak into your life — give you advice, tell you how to do something, show you what they know?
In a perfect world, this would be great but in reality, here’s the thing: advice is often wrong.
The week before Tim and I got married, we were told the honeymoon would be nothing like we expected but probably bad; newlyweds don’t know each other at all; give ourselves some time and we’ll probably hate married life; the first year of marriage is the best; the first year of marriage is the worst; and we have no idea what we’re in for.
In the months since, women have told me marriage can’t stay sweet; we’re only happy now because it’s the beginning; we should have a baby; we should wait two years to have a baby; we should be having sex X number of times a day, a week; all women get sick of their husbands; we won’t like working together at home for long; etc. etc.
It’s not just people, either. There are TV shows and movies, magazines and books, advertisements, websites, Pinterest.
The messages they give can be subtle or aggressive, obvious or covert: make more money! your house should be beautiful! this will make you happy! want this! buy this! be this! go!
What’s worse is that I’ve believed them. I’ve believed them and I’ve repeated them — to myself and to other people — growing this cycle of half-truth and lie by perpetuating opinions and ideas rooted in nothing. But I had a lightbulb moment last week, the climax of many months, I think, when it hit me: just like choosing what to eat and drink during the week, in many cases, the one who chooses who’s speaking is ME.
Far from a victim, I am the willing subscriber to that voice of negativity, materialism, jealousy, despair. I seek out that person. I put myself in situations where that will be the norm, the perspective, the tone. I say those things.
But if it’s true that everyone is selling a message, one that I can swallow whole, it’s also true that I don’t have to take it — that in many cases, I can “guard my heart” in the same way I guard my body, being careful what I take in.
Saturday morning, pulling out a grapefruit for these citrus basil honey popsicles, asking myself whether to juice it or blend it whole, I asked Tim which would nourish my body best.
Turns out that while both are good (and juicing might make a more typical popsicle), blending the pith and seeds and all adds the nutritional benefits of what’s essentially the whole-foods version of grapefruit seed extract, a powerful, disease-fighting ingredient shown to have antibacterial, antiviral and anti-parasitic properties; work against yeast; and combat many bacteria and viruses, including E.Coli.
Once I saw that, it was an easy choice — I saw how it would help my body by giving it what is good. You can drink it as a juice/tonic, at once bitter from the grapefruit pith and sweet from the honey, or you can freeze it in popsicle molds (ours were a wedding gift and we love them!).
In our little household, while we ate popsicles this weekend, enjoying God’s good gifts of grapefruit, orange, basil and honey, pureed into bittersweet frozen form, I thought how easy it seems now, in our life together, to crave fresh fruit like this, how satisfying and sustaining and, good.
In the same way, I hope that the more I feed on faith-filled voices of truth and love and authenticity, the more and more they become the sources I look to to feed my soul and, more than that, that more and more they become my voice.Print
Recipe for the most nutrient-dense popsicle ever. This is the perfect way to turn your favorite refreshing drink into a delightful frozen treat. Very easy to make. Check it out now on Foodal.
Leaving the grapefruit and orange pith in the mixture gives it a slight bitterness, much the way eating grapefruit slices with the pith will do. As stated above, we chose to leave it in for the nutritional value, adding honey to cut the bite a little, but you could easily swap the whole citrus fruits with pure juice and have something very nice.
About Shanna Mallon
Shanna Mallon is a freelance writer who holds an MA in writing from DePaul University. Her work has been featured in a variety of media outlets, including The Kitchn, Better Homes & Gardens, Taste of Home, Houzz.com, Foodista, Entrepreneur, and Ragan PR. In 2014, she co-authored The Einkorn Cookbook with her husband, Tim. Today, you can find her digging into food topics and celebrating the everyday grace of eating on her blog, Go Eat Your Bread with Joy. Shanna lives in Nashville, Tennessee, with Tim and their two small kids.