There are days
When the world seems slightly mad
Off-kilter
Well, maybe more than
slightly mad
“Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen”, Louis Armstrong crooned…
and it is true.
We all have our own set
of troubles
in a broken world.
And are oft overwhelmed
By the troubles and sorrow we see
All around us.
And days like today
when the sky is grey
and the heart sad
It is time to make soup.
It came to me
as I began to wash
and peel
and chop.
And in the peeling
and chopping
and filling the pot
the healing begins.
God’s resources
tangible
colourful
nutrients for the body
and soul.
And as I stir
and blend
And the simmering begins
And the smells fill the house
It is sometimes in the simple doing
the being
The nourishing of our hearts
That in some small way we
can help
to heal ourselves
and to heal the earth.
Soup meant to be shared
A gift of comfort
and love.
Healing agents
in a broken world.
It is time
to make soup.
