I have never paid much attention to those little numbers listed in the ingredients on the packaging of food. I don’t have any (known) food intolerance, and neither do my husband or my children. So it’s never really been an issue. Once in a while, I will look at ingredients; maybe during the feast of unleavened bread, for instance, to make sure there is no yeast. And if I am taking food to my neighbour who has a child with food intolerance. From time to time I wonder about all those numbers, but not enough to make me do any research.
That was until I had a dream about something called ‘Prawnola’.
In my dream I was defending my obedience to the food laws of Torah. (Leviticus 11). Someone I know was telling me how ridiculous and naive I was because ‘they’ put prawnola in a lot of foods, and I am eating it without knowing.
The next day I told my husband about my dream and he said, “well actually, that’s a good point, maybe some food additives are derived from unclean animals”. So, after doing some research, we found that although there is no such thing as prawnola (thankfully!) some additives are in fact derived from what Yahweh declares unclean and we may have been eating them unaware.
As well as this, we found out A LOT more about the things that are in our food and what they can do to us. Mutual Benefit Marketing is FULL of essential information about what is put into packaged foods. I highly recommend visiting the site.
This ‘obituary’ is from their website;
Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.
He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as knowing when to come in out of the rain, why the early bird gets the worm, life isn’t always fair, and maybe it was my fault.
Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don’t spend more than you earn) and reliable parenting strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).
His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a six-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.
Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job they themselves failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer Panadol, sun lotion or a Band-Aid to a student but could not inform the parents when a student became pregnant or wanted to have an abortion.
Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband, churches became businesses, and criminals received better treatment than their victims.
Common Sense took a beating when you couldn’t defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.
Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason. He is survived by three stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, Someone Else is to Blame, and I’m A Victim.
Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone.
If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.
