In the crises of our life, our words show where our souls have been feeding. ~ H.E. Fosdick
Although our recent cross-country move was not a crisis, it turned out to be much, much more difficult than we had anticipated. During the week of our move, we met people from all walks of life. Some, like the nun behind the desk at a motel in the middle of nowhere or the firefighters in Wyoming who had spent the day fighting an out of control blaze, nourished our obviously stressed souls. Others were so filled with anger and hatred that we couldn’t wait to get away from their toxicity.
There is a saying that we are what we eat. I’d like to add to that and say that we are what we read, watch, and hear. Is your source of nourishment positive and uplifting? Or is it toxic?
I’ll take positive and uplifting any day, thankyouverymuch!