Nov 23 6 Comments

When you go to bed full you wake up hungry

Some wonderful friends had us over for a scrumptious meal last night. You know what we ate? Steamed halibut (that they had fished themselves), potatoes, cucumber salad, boiled egg-butter (Yes, it is melted butter with cut up boiled eggs in it. It’s normal to eat with fish), sour cream and crispy rye flat bread. Just writing about it makes my mouth water. Then we had rice pudding and raspberry sauce for dessert.

When I went to bed last night I was still super-full and drowsy. I felt like burping. Then I woke up this morning feeling….famished. I was so hungry my stomach growled and I could hardly hear God speak to me because my stomach was so loud.

That is when I came up with this saying: When you go to bed full, you wake up hungry.

As I read it now, it does not sound any more profound than something Paris Hilton would say at a press conference.

One of my favorite kinds of meals. Fresh mangoes from the trees at the Partners farm.

But it may make a little more sense if I explain my experience: I try to eat light at night. I don’t eat anything at all the last few hours before I go to sleep. If I go to bed a little hungry, I wake up feeling kind of full. I can read and have my quite time for an hour without feeling starved. Then, I will make my special breakfast consisting of muesli, yogurt, fruit and such.

Still you are thinking: So??…?

Well, it’s like this with life too. Don’t you see it? We stuff ourselves with as much as we can fit into our already crammed lives, thinking that, just like egg-butter, more is better. We cram in and cram in. We burp and get gas—credit card gas, and status burps— and then what happens? We wake up feeling starved, like we need more and more and more otherwise we will die from the hollow hunger we feel. So we fill our lives with more cholesterol-stuffed bacon and eggs—symbolic eggs and bacon, that is. And then we just keep feeling more and more hungry.

If only we would be satisfied with less, we would learn to understand than we will wake up feeling satisfied. If only we would learn to stop eating before we get nauseous, we would be able to enjoy the feeling being satisfied with just right. But strangely, most of us think that if just right is good, then more will be that much better.

My other kind of favorite meals. Lots of friends together, eating, yes, but more importantly: Being together.

No wonder we live in a constipated world.

All this is to say: The halibut last night was great. The fellowship even better.

6 Comments

  • Rick Granger says:

    My favorite side-effect of living overseas is the lifestyle of simplicity we are forced to adopt as we arrive with 6 suitcases and leave years later with 6 suitcases! Nothing is important enough to keep! Just the 6 of us!

    • oddnygumaer says:

      Wow, Rick. I wish that was us. We usually arrive with 10 suitcases and a lot of overweight luggage, then leave with 20!!! In my head though, I think we can manage with just five suitcases.

  • T.E.Baker says:

    FEAST

    Edna St. Vincent Millay

    I drank at every vine.
    The last was like the first.
    I came upon no wine
    So wonderful as thirst.

    I gnawed at every root.
    I ate of every plant.
    I came upon no fruit
    So wonderful as want.

    Feed the grape and bean
    To the Vintner and monger.
    I will lie down lean
    With my thirst and my hunger.

    Hi, Oddny! Still think AK halibut is the best! Have you watched Sarah Palin’s Alaska on cable? Great programs. Last one was commercial halibut fishing.
    Ted

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