I picked up an “Our Daily Bread” that read: “Unless the Lord builds the house, the builders labor in vain.” Psalm 127:1

My co-living arrangement is a house funded by the school of medicine and the administration of social security. I am glad to write, I do not need to work for a bed, food, nor water. Yet, even though I have good luck and privlages, I am reminded that having no belief in God will be a meaningless way to live. To explain, I will compare my current living experience with my Childhood home.

Right now, I live in a house where there are two beds per room and common eating and sitting areas are shared. I am gifted with the natural sounds of wind in the trees and small tweet of birds, early morning. After waking, I drink a cup of water then stretch and yawn in bed. Because I am present in peace, I am aware that God will provide for me, undoubtedly, and nobody can take my faith/positive outlook away.

In comparison, childhood in the “valley” of the 1980’s, my sisters an I would spend our time staring at “TV sitcoms” for long hours while eating “junk food” and “fast food”; We grew up with foggy heads and hair full of static. Sadly, both parents worked full-time jobs and they came home depleted of physical energy and unfortunately, they chose: no faith/negative outlook. So, we watched our mother ignore her physical pain while our father drank beer endlessly to relive his own.

Finally, the small booklet, “our daily bread”, remind me that my parents built our home in vain. Because we were filled with illusion and endured poor bodies for 18 years, my sisters an I are facing divorce, bankruptcy and disease in our adult lives. At last, my father dies early and my mother continues in a state of sloth.

The picture below represents the simple plant base foods I eat, now: oats, maple syrup, nuts and seeds and the plate and bowl are from the Salvation Army.