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Taste and See that the Lord is Good

I’m sitting here, drinking a glass of carrot juice, pondering the interesting relationship I have had with carrots over the past few years.

12 Duane + becky graduationDecember 2011, my husband and I returned from India. I was very sick after dealing with parasites and weird reactions to antibiotics. A friend recommended juicing carrots, and gave us a juicer she got at a thrift store for $3. Duane and I drank a glass of juiced carrots, beets, and apple, every morning for a month. We only stopped because the juicer quit working.

Fast-forward to December 2013. Monkey-girl was 6 months old. We had just returned from a 3 month road trip to 25 states and Canada. Our trip was cut short due to the “Peanut Incident.”

After experiencing that anaphylactic reaction, my body started freaking out about all foods. So from North Carolina to Idaho, I only ate rice, eggs, bananas, and applesauce.

Upon arriving home to Idaho, I decided to make a veggie stir-fry. As I was slicing carrots, I popped a piece in month. Instantly my mouth exploded in itchiness. The reaction was so shocking, I swallowed the carrot without even chewing it. I felt it hit my stomach, causing a volcanic reaction which sent me running to the bathroom. The “Carrot Incident” was more sudden, dramatic, and shocking than the “Peanut Incident.”

IMG_5338Over the course of the next year, I complied quite a list of weird reactions I had to various foods. Peanuts and carrots were at the top of the list. So much so, that I didn’t feed either of them to Monkey-girl until she was 18 months old.

Then little PipSqueak came along. I was less afraid of carrots, so when she was old enough to eat solid foods, I bought carrot baby food for her, because I did not want to contaminate my blender making homemade carrot baby food.

By 2016, I felt healthier than I had ever felt in my life. I only ate foods made from scratch, in my own kitchen, and I could name and spell every ingredient. Physically, I felt amazing. Emotionally and spiritually, I was living in fear and held captive to the list of safe foods. I was not free to enjoy all of the good foods God created. I could not “taste and see that the Lord is good.”

June 27, 2016 was my Freedom Day. I meet with a local Christian counselor, got healed, and started eating whatever foods I wanted. Within a few weeks I had tried dairy, gluten, and countless other foods which used to cause crazy reactions.

IMG_9965A few days later, we were on a play-date, sitting by the kiddy pool at Juniper, feeding our kids a snack. My friends asked about my healing, and what foods I could eat now. I was feeding 9 month old PipSqueak a squeezy pouch of pureed carrots and mango. I realized I had not tried carrots yet, so I boldly announced, “last time I ate carrots, my mouth exploded in itchiness” and then took a bite. Wow! It was delicious! And nothing bad happened.

Fast-forward to May 2017. It’s one thing to eat pureed baby food carrots, but a friend randomly gave us a juicer so Duane wanted to start juicing raw carrots again. Dr MK Strydom recommended juicing in her book “Healing Begins with Sanctification of the Heart” which I recently read. To top it off, our Chiropractors did a “Get Healthy Every Day in May Challenge.” Someone will win a massage which sounds wonderful, so I am all in. The challenge on May 27th was “no processed food for a week.” That would have been easy a year ago, but since being healed, I enjoy eating a bowl of cereal for breakfast. So what will I have for breakfast? That was the moment the stars aligned, and I started juicing carrots and apple every morning.

It feels weird to sip a glass of carrot juice again. I have gone full circle and returned to one of the original steps I took to regaining my health. 

Now begins a season of learning to enjoy the freedom I have, but still make healthy choices. Not based in fear, but in wisdom and stewardship of the health of my body and my family. If God healed someone of lung cancer, are they are free to keep smoking, and expect God to keep them from getting cancer again? No, that would be foolish. But they do not need to be fearful of walking past someone who is smoking in front of wal-mart. God healed me from food allergies, but that does not mean I can eat junk food, or pesticide covered GMO foods, and expect to stay healthy. However, I am free to participate in pot-lucks and eat a restaurants. And I am enjoying walking in freedom and health.

Becky is wife to Duane, mama to "Monkey-girl" and baby "Lioness" aka "PipSqueek." She is the administrative powerhouse for YWAM Bend and keeps our team grounded and organized. Her hope is to inspire and encourage other mamas in their journey to raise healthy, thriving families.
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