Thoughts about corn

 

    Recently we got fresh corn into the commissary. I know this is kind of an odd thing to write about but…  I stood there looking at the corn and feeling kind of emotional.  I’ve had a lot of therapy, so I practiced what I had worked on. I acknowledged my feelings and took a minute to just sit with them. So there I was emotional in the produce section. I thought about why I might be feeling that way and realized it reminded me of home and growing up. Where I grew up there were corn fields everywhere. I took these photos on my trip home.

         




 

    I remember “putting up’ freezer corn every year out of our fields. I remember stealing corn. It was something most people did. Stopping on the side of the road and grab a couple ears for dinner. Its kind of a funny thing how many emotions can be attached to an object or a food. I grabbed some corn that day and cooked it for Alex’s birthday party and didn’t think anything else of it. A  week or so went by and Fast and testimony rolled around at church.  Marty was conducting that Sunday and when he bore his testimony what do you know but he was thinking about corn…..



    His thoughts were different than mine.  I had picked several nice full ears of corn, but one got by me it was one of those ears where it has lots of missing kernels and its not very pretty. As He shucked the corn in the kitchen, he said it reminded him of people where some are nice and pretty and some are kind of missing bits and don’t look as good.  He went on to describe how the ugly ear was eaten the same as the others.  The disfigured one was just as tasty and good. There honestly wasn’t anything wrong with it even though we steer clear of those ugly ears of corn. We need to be careful how we judge people. Even the not so pretty ones who have maybe struggled differently than us have equal value.

     

              
                                                                                                                                                                            Apparently Zack was also thinking about corn. Zack related his corn allergy to sin. Corn makes him itchy. He had been itchy after helping me fill some corn hole bags full of dry corn I had been making for Alex’s birthday. I reminded him he needed to go wash his hands and arms to relieve the suffering. He said it was a lot like sin. All you have to do is repent and get the sin washed away to relieve the suffering that sin is causing.

I’m not sure about your family but I think mine might be a little weird and putting way to much thought into this vegetable. I guess we are a bunch of over thinkers.

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