If you have young children in your home, no doubt you have to teach them what to eat and what not to eat.
Crackers = good. Crayons = bad. Bananas = good. The sticky fuzz that is stuck to the bottom of the broom = bad.
And if you live in my home, then you believe that under no circumstances can raisins = good. If the grapes are frozen, however, that is a different story.
When it comes to food for our soul, we're still a lot like little kids. Our pickyness needs to be trained to savor the right food. We need to be reminded to feast on God's word which he has given to nourish us. We need to be reminded to avoid the spiritual junk food that rots, festers into cavities, and ultimately fails to satisfy.
Over at the Desiring God blog today I've written about an occasion when my friend Melanie served up a helping of soul food for me when I was dangerously close to becoming content with the equivalent of broom fuzz. Read about "Soul Food for Mom" here.