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GET SAD PiG Recap

If you are a relatively new reader of this blog, you may be interested to know that we only started Eating Poorganically in August 2011.  I changed the name of the blog from “The Low Ryder” to “The Poorganic Life” in October.  Lately, I’ve thought it might be helpful to review a few of the earlier posts in my “research” about food to help us all as we figure out what it means to eat poorganically.  The post below is from August 11, 2011. I’ll include updates from now, January 2012, in BLUE.

I’ve spent the last few days inundating myself with information about organic and healthy eating, so that I could become totally overwhelmed, despair, eat ice cream, try to convert The Funny Sister (which is impossible), and annoy everyone by telling them everything I’ve learned. She is converted!! I can hardly believe the words I am typing. Oddly, I think she is stricter than me in her eating. In other news, the fat lady sang and hell is experiencing record cold temperatures.

After hours of late nights, reading NON-FICTION, which is the worst kind of reading on the planet (irony-anyone? ;) ), I’ve finally decided to stop and summarize my findings for your reading pleasure. Surely, I have left out CRUCIAL information, so please note it in the comments. This is a long post and only for those who want to learn about Eating Poorganically, so get out your notetaker . . .

Be aware, my genius Organic-friends; I am not trying to be thorough. I am trying to be concise.

Those of you who are Newbie-Organic-Skeptics like me, if you want more info about any of these, I can refer you to a brilliant Organic-eater-reader, smarter than I. Once you have read through this deluge of organics, we can all determine what we are going to do–whether that be yawn and call out for a pizza, or freak out and light fire to our pantry and all the Hamburger Helper therein.

I am going to try to make this easy by focusing on the “problems” that organic eating is purported to solve. I am explaining the problems as expressed in the vast quantity of articles I read. I will link where relevant. This is not MY OPINION or PROVEN by studies that I’ve seen necessarily. I am just passing it along as I read it. I am making up the acronym GET SAD PiG to help me remember these. Maybe that will help you too?

Genetically Modified Foods

Beginning in the mid-nineties, a major food company Monsanto, genetically modified several key crops to make them resistant to the application of the weed killer Round-up, which Monsanto also produces. (Just to clarify, Monsanto is pretty much “THE BAD GUY” in these stories if you are looking for your villian.)

Despite the fact that no human safety trials were conducted and NO OTHER COUNTRIES (except Canada) approved genetically modified crops, the FDA approved these foods for introduction into our food supply. This 18 minute video is a pretty concise explanation. (Editorial note: I found her dramatic pauses a little annoying.) Now, much of the US supply of corn, soybeans, canola, cottonseed (also called rapeseed), sugar beets, most Hawaiian Pineapple, some Zucchini and Squash are genetically modified crops that are not required to be labeled. Many allergies and illnesses that have increased since the mid-nineties are presumed to be linked to the introduction of these foods into our food supply. There is a lot more to say about this, but the gist is, these GM foods (not General Mills, but genetically modified foods) are bad news. Here’s a non-GMO shopping guide that I found.  Organic food is non-GMO, so conventional products that are typically made from GMO are the only ones where I typically opt for organic.  Otherwise, I often buy conventional.

Enriched” Foods

This is where all the “Whole Grain” business that we’ve heard so much about comes in. Basically, the husky part of the grain is awesome for us, but when you take it off, you are left with the deliciously useless white flour that has to be “enriched” with fake versions of all the nutrients that they lost with the husky part. Apparently, the enrichment is actually just fake crap, put in to make up for what they took out (apparently). Ridiculous. White flour, while not as evil as Monsanto, is apparently quite close. Lots of good articles are out on whole grains, but here is one from 100 Days of Real Food with pictures of the labels that you should look for. Organic breads or homemade breads are the winners. I know. Blast, blast, blast. I was hoping I could avoid that “homemade” information. On a hopeful note, however, it does not sound like there is too much genetically modified wheat sold in the food supply yet, so that is a minor “win,” I guess.  I’m just now looking into information about soaking grains. Apparently, pure whole grains ought to be soaked, but if you are occasionally having white flour, it’s not the end of the world.

Travel

Long distances of travel are bad for food because of pollution in the environment by vehicles. Also produce that is shipped is not as fresh and is sometimes artificially ripened. (Think of tasteless, mealy, February tomato.) Buy local. The closer your food was grown to you, the better. If you can talk to the farmer, you can ask questions about your food. Maybe it is grown organically, or close to it. Sometimes local farmers are not paying the government to be “Certified Organic,” but the food may be organic in fact, if not in name. My vote is that washing the pesticide off a local peach following the instructions of my Peach Lady Nancy (who grows peaches down the road in Lancaster) is way better than buying a lame-o organic California peach and having it travel all the way across the country. Plus Nancy’s peaches are $10 a basket and taste like love. Dare to eat a peach folks.

Steroids/Hormones

While crops are being genetically modified, animals (cows, chicken, pigs are the ones I’ve read about) are being given steroids and hormones to makes them milkier and eggier and porkier. These steroids and hormones do not make them healthier, just fatter, etc. This is not good either. Again, the proof is a little ambiguous (because evil Monsanto prevents studies and sues people who try to make them look bad–think big evil, corporate guy), but the assumption of the Organic Foodies is that what is bad for the animals, is bad for the humans that eat the animals. For a reference, I point you to this somewhat strange link (a guy’s Facebook notes). But this was actually an easy to read article. I have since learned that the FDA prohibits the use of steroids and hormones in chickens and pigs. Some are skeptical that the FDA actually enforces this. Skeptics point to the enormousness of US chicken breasts as evidence. Cows can be given steroids. Much of US meat is injected with saline. My conclusion has been to avoid injected and processed meats, but not necessarily opt for producers claiming “NO HORMONES” in chicken since that is an unnecessary claim on par with “VERY CHICKENY.”

Antibiotics

Animals who are on steroids (and cramped living spaces) get sick a lot, so they are routinely given antibiotics in their food. Those antibiotics are found residually in the animal products milk, eggs, and meat. The antibiotics are also presumed/ somewhat proven to make their way into humans and possibly cause antibiotic tolerances and other health problems from consuming antibiotics excessively. Opting for organic/pastured meats and animal products will eliminate the risk of antibiotics. When it is cost effective, I chose this option. Also, we have decreased our overall meat intake.

Derivatives/ Preservatives from GMOs

Back to plants. (These may seem slightly out of order, but I’m trying to work my acronym, so I had to spread out the vowels, etc.) Those GMO (genetically modified organism) foods, especially corn and soy, are made into countless ingredients (corn syrup, fructose, sugars, sweeteners, oils, soy lecithin, soy milk, xanthum gum, malodextrin, etc.) that are used as preservatives, thickeners, flavoring agents, and sweeteners in TONS and TONS of food items, even minimally processed ones or “natural” ones. Thus, in an attempt to avoid GMO foods, many Organic foodies also just avoid any processed foods because processed organic food (wherein all the components are organic) are quite expensive AND not necessarily healthy. (Think organic non-GMO cookie. Still a cookie.) Avoiding processed food is the MAIN thing we have done as poorganics in spite of being pretty lax on the other rules.

Pesticides & Insecticides

Lots of fruits, vegetables, and grains are sprayed to kill or keep away insects. These pesticides are presumed and in some cases proven to be bad for people to eat. Despite washing, some foods retain pesticides due to waxing or pesticides leaching into surrounding soils. This cheat sheet, published by the Environmental Working Group, lists which are the “Dirty Dozen” (most pesticide retaining) or the “Clean 15″ (least pesticide retaining), and you can find a more complete list if you check out this linkIn Nov 2011, I wrote this post where I talked about my poorganic determinations on pesticides for months when the “garden” was closed.

 

Grain Fed Animals

Back to animals. (Recall, my really important mnemonic acronym GETSADPiG? We must maintain it.) The animals, who should be romping about in the beautiful pastoral land in Iowa, or Ohio, or where ever they romp, are instead inside a barn eating GMO corn feed instead of grass, which God designed them to eat (apparently). This makes them fat, but sad (apparently) and then they get sick and need anti-biotics, etc. Thus, even if you avoid eating the GMO plants directly, and you avoid the evil derivatives, you might still get residual GMO corn in your grain fattened meat. Also, there was much ado about “inhumane” treatment of animals; however, (PETA people go away to some other website–this one is not for you) I don’t care if my meat is not treated like a human. I just want it to be healthy and yummy, so that is my only concern. I’m not a cat-kicker; I just don’t think animals are humans.  I try to opt for grass-fed or pastured meats when I have the option and can afford it.

 

THAT’S ALL!!! You’ve heard my GETSADPiG

Does anybody have any questions? Another great way to follow this discussion is by joining The Poorganic Life Facebook page. You guys are already doing a great job helping out with questions and comments for those of us just figuring out if Eating Poorganically is “worth it.”  

Just a little reminder so that I don’t go insane repeating this, poorganic is not organic. I don’t eat all organic food. I look at what organic real foodies eat, and I adapt it to what we can afford on a public school teacher’s salary, and what I can make without buying appliances like wheat grinders and Vitamix blenders.  

Here’s a little reward video for those of you who stuck in with me till the end. (If you know what a major hip-hop wannabe I am, you know how much I LOVE this. :) )

 

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Untie Your Ass(ets)

We all remember why we are here, right? I mean, if you are still reading this blog, you know that I am a reluctant real foodie who has a secret (not-so-secret) agenda to talk about how we can save to give.  Real foods is just the bandwagon by which I get you all to travel with me to my little corner of Crazy-town.

Before you’re tempted to click away because I have not yet mentioned soaking grains or condemned some kind of delicious and packaged food treat, WAIT.  Read on. I promise, you’ll be glad.  (Or highly offended.)  Remember, I have given you free printable recipes in exchange for which I respectfully demand request that you attempt to read my real REAL food posts. ;)

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I’m trying to read through the whole Bible this year, so I’m using The Message paraphrase of the Bible because I find it more accessible. The other day I was reading Luke 19.

I got to the part just before Jesus rides the donkey through Jerusalem and all the people wave palm branches and shout “Hosanna.”  (I probably should have held off on this post until Palm Sunday, but seriously, that is months away and I just couldn’t wait that long. Call me impulsive.)

I noticed something I had never noticed before. Check this out.

28-31After saying these things, Jesus headed straight up to Jerusalem. When he got near Bethphage and Bethany at the mountain called Olives, he sent off two of the disciples with instructions: “Go to the village across from you. As soon as you enter, you’ll find a colt tethered, one that has never been ridden. Untie it and bring it. If anyone says anything, asks, ‘What are you doing?’ say, ‘His Master needs him.’”

32-33The two left and found it just as he said. As they were untying the colt, its owners said, “What are you doing untying the colt?”

34They said, “His Master needs him.”

35-36They brought the colt to Jesus.

Did you see it? Did you? I’ll give you a hint. I BOLDED it.”His Master.” That is, the disciples were told BY JESUS, to go take a donkey. Just untie it. And take it.

(Don’t ask. Just take.)  If the owners ask why, just say “HIS MASTER needs him”  . . . . to the people who own and think and are earthly masters of the animal.

Ahem. Awkward.

It struck me as kind of crazy and even a little weird that Jesus would tell the disciples to “Untie it” first, and then tell the OWNERS that “His master” needs him.  I mean, really. That’s pretty much asking forgiveness instead of permission, right??

I started imagining a verse 34b. Which one do you like?

  • Then the owners said “I”m sorry. Who needs him?? That’s my ass!”
  • Then the owners said, “Say what!?!?”
  • Then the owners just shrugged and were like, “Sure, okay. Just bring him back.”
  • “When pursued, the disciples dragged their ass out of town before the owners caught up.”
  • Then the owner said, “Needs him for what?”

“Here’s where it’s about to get all nerdy up-in-heah, so you just have to hang with me.

I looked up this passage in a couple of other translations, all of which used the phrase “The Lord needs him” rather than “His Master needs him.”  I wanted to know WHY The Message used “His Master.”

I called upon the aid of some of my genius, nerdy friends who speak Greek and have Greek Lexicons. (Everyone must have this type of friends.)

I found that, in most translations, the phrase “His master” appears numerous times earlier in this same chapter in the parable of the Ten Minas.  My friend told me that the SAME Greek word “KURIOS” is used throughout the parable and here in verse 19.  According to her Greek Lexicon it means either:

- one who is in charge by virtue of possession, owner

OR

-one who is in a position of authority, lord, master

So basically either way, the disciples were told to go take someone’s donkey and then tell the owners that they were taking it to its actual, factual owner, Jesus, who needed him.

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SO????? What is my point?

Well, let’s just see if we can apply this story to ourselves as either the owners or the disciples.

Owners, I’m going to talk to you first.  Do you have an ass(et)? Are your ass(ets) tied up?  Do you have any money, time, opportunity, ability, friendships, or possessions that are currently tied-up?

Let’s just imagine for a second that Jesus sends someone to untie yo’ ass(et). (Sorry, I just broke into talking jive. It happens.)

You stop them and say, “Why are you grabbing my ass(et)?”

And Jesus messenger says, “The MASTER of your ass(et) needs it.”

Hmmmm. . . . this gives me pause.  I feel uncomfortable. I feel stingy and seriously I just want to hold tightly to my ass(et) and run. Yet, I have given lip service to the idea that everything I have belongs to God. 

Maybe you think I am talking about money because I often do.  But when I read this, I definitely did not think of money as what is “tied up” in my life.  I thought about my time and my abilitiesI say that God is the MASTER of them, but dang-it-all if I don’t feel pretty possessive of them.  I only like to think that I would stand mildly by as someone informed me that the MASTER NEEDS THEM. But I know it would be hard. It is HARD. 

Lately, God has been telling me that my blog and my time need to be devoted to Him more fully.  Sheesh. Can’t I just post recipes?

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Disciples, now I’m going to talk to you.   Has God told you to go to someone and untie their ass(et)? Has he given you permission to just get up in someone’s space and tell them that their stuff is just not really theirs at all.

In the teensy-weensy way that I have done this in blogging for OneVerse, I have been so nervous.  I LOVE advocating for missions, but I LOATHE telling people to give their stuff to God.  Even though I know that Jesus says it countless times in Scripture, I feel so inadequate, and even, ashamed to ask.

Disciples, are you totally and utterly freaked out?!? Untying and claiming ass(ets) is pretty much the worst possible mission EV-AH!  Owners aren’t always eager to part with their ass(ets)? What if they resist?  What if they say NO?  What if they don’t even KNOW Jesus? Can Jesus still be glorified by the ass(ets) of people who don’t know him?

I ask myself these questions all the time. I am a reluctant disciple. These disciples don’t even get named. I mean, I’d like some credit. Some acknowledgement at least. If I’m going to be an ass(et) grabber for Jesus, I want some kudos.

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Alright. I know I’ve extrapolated this passage about as far as it can go.  Sorry if I indulged in a bit of juvenile behavior.  But, hopefully a few of you will see some of what I saw the other day when this seemingly insignificant section jumped off the page. (Nothing is insignificant in Scripture).  When Jesus’ disciples obeyed Him, and the owners relinquished their possession, Jesus was GLORIFIED in Jerusalem.  In fact Jesus was glorified in a prophesy fulfilling way that we celebrate to this day on Palm Sunday. Here’s the rest of what happened . . .

37-38Right at the crest, where Mount Olives begins its descent, the whole crowd of disciples burst into enthusiastic praise over all the mighty works they had witnessed:

Blessed is he who comes,
the king in God’s name!
All’s well in heaven!
Glory in the high places!

39Some Pharisees from the crowd told him, “Teacher, get your disciples under control!”

 40But he said, “If they kept quiet, the stones would do it for them, shouting praise.”

Obedience. Willingness. Submission. Praise.

or, if it is easier for you to remember . . .

Untie yo’ ass(ets).

 

(I would LOVE you to share this post with other disciples and owners that you know.)

 I’m linked up at Walk With Him Wednesdays and Thought Provoking Thursdays.

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Thrifty Real Food Shopping Tips

Coupon TeacherI’m VERY excited to tell you that I have my first ever GUEST POST at another blog.  My absolute favorite coupon blogger, Shelly, at My Coupon Teacher, has invited me over to her blog to share some poorganic shopping tips for her Thrifty Thursday feature.  Of course, I probably won’t call them “poorganic” tips over there, since that isn’t a universally understood term (YET!!), but I hope you’ll come check them out and leave a comment!

ALSO, you should know that when you are searching for coupons for real foods, My Coupon Teacher, has absolutely the best coupon database.  Plus, Shelly is great about responding to questions and not filling her match-ups lists with a bunch of coupons that are obsolete. I always use her Harris Teeter match-up lists, especially when there is a coupon promotion because she has ONE complete printable match-up list, not three!!  There are dozens of other great things about her blog, so I strongly encourage you to check out her site!

Okay, GO!

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Recipe: Poorganic Honey Whole Wheat Sandwich Bread

I’ve had a lot of questions about bread since I posted a conversation about how to judge the “poorganic-ness” of your bread.  It includes information about homemade and store bought breads.  I HAVE been trying to make bread more often, and now that I’ve incorporated it into my week, it isn’t as much of a hassle.  I do have a bread machine that I use for the mixing and rising, but it is old and bakes into a hard brick lump, so I don’t use the bread machine for that part.

This recipe is one I’ve adapted and had great success using as sandwich bread.  Click the title to print the recipe.

Poorganic Honey Whole Wheat Bread

Ingredients

3 ¼ cups white whole wheat flour

1/8 cup vital wheat gluten (if you don’t have this, you could use all purpose flour and a crushed Vitamin C tablet)

1 ½ Tbsp raw honey

1 ½ Tbsp butter

1 ½ Tbsp milk powder or whey (from off your yogurt)

1 ½ tsp salt

1 3/8 cup warm water (110-115 degrees)

2 tsp yeast

 

Optional Soaking your flour: If you want to try soaking your flour, combine the flours, 1 cup of the water, and the whey,  12 to 24 hours before making the bread. It will make kind of a gunky thick dough. After 12-24 hours, proceed with the normal instructions. I am new to soaking, but I will say the bread did turn out VERY well.

 

 With a breadmaker: Place ingredients in bread maker in the order directed by the manufacturer.  Select the dough cyle. (Watch to make sure that you don’t need to throw in a tablespoon or two more flour to keep it from being sticky.) 

By hand: Mix dry ingredients except for yeast.  Proof the yeast in the water and then add the other liquids. Add flours gradually, mixing until dough comes into a ball. Knead for 5-10 minutes, adding the minimum amount of flour to keep from sticking.  Allow to rise in a greased or floured bowl until double. Then punch down, adding a little flour if sticky.

Second Rise: After the first rise, place in a greased loaf pan for a second rise. I let mine sit on the oven for about an hour while it preheats to 350. (I know this wastes heat, but in the winter, I allow it. J. In the summer, just place the loaf pan on the steaming hot back porch table.)

Before the rise

After the second rise. Before baking.

Baking: Make a tent of foil and place over bread for 20 minutes of baking.  Remove foil for final 10 minutes of baking.

 

 

Cooling and cutting: The bread should be golden brown when you remove it and make a slightly hollow sound when thumped.  After removing the bread from the oven, spread 2 Tbs butter over the crust to prevent it from being too crusty. As soon as you can, loosen the bread from the loaf pan, and transfer to a cooling rack for 4 HOURS.  Torture yourself by not cutting into the bread until then. Slice with an electric knife. (If you try to cut the bread too soon, it will tear and crumb everywhere.)

Okay, I admit. This is a different loaf that I sliced, but still. Make sure you let it cool 4 hours.

After slicing, keep the number of slices you need for each day in the cupboard. Put in a plastic bag or plastic wrap and freeze the remaining slices. Remove and thaw when you need them.  Because this bread doesn’t have preservatives, it doesn’t last in your cupboard for more than three days.

Let me know what you think.  Also, making bread is kind of finicky, so don’t give up if your first or fourth loaf turns out differently. Just stick with it. :)

I’m linking up this recipe with a bunch of other yummy ones at Comfy in the Kitchen!

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Save to Give 2011 Finale & Prize

I’ve got a little musical background for you to listen to as you read this post, so if you’re in your e-mail, click over to the site so you can listen and read. :)

During 2010, we as a family decided that we were going to try to increase our generosity by giving away as much as we spent on our consumable items like groceries, paper goods, household supplies, and medicines.  We didn’t quite make our goal that first year, SO we decided to up the ante and give away as much as we SAVED in 2011.  Since we typically SAVE more than we spend by shopping sales and couponing, I decided to keep track of all our spending and savings.  We wanted to GIVE away at least as much as we consumed.  I even invited you all to join us and try the same in your households. (Read about it here.)

At the end of the challenge, I invited you to guess how much our monthly average spending for consumables was.  Since we had not yet given the final $150, I offered the closest guesser (without going over) a chance to chose the ministry that would receive that final save to give money.

I admit, even as I posted it on Facebook and the blog, I thought, Is this a bit of a stunt I’m pulling here?  Am I just trying to drum up readers by offering to give away money arbitrarily to their favorite charity?

Well, maybe it was a stunt, but as is often the case with God, He honored my “stunt” and really blessed my socks off with what happened.

First of all, there weren’t that many guesses. Second, most of you were off by a long SHOT! :)   My sister was the absolute closest, BUT her guess went over, so the closest guess without going over, which was posted on Facebook, was $497, by Missy Lawson Jones. Our average monthly spending was actually $534. (It went up a little with Eating Poorganically, but $534 was the year average.)

So I emailed Missy, who I don’t know personally at all, and I informed her that she won the prize.   The charity that she chose was Canton Calvary Mission in Ohio, where she lives.   Specifically, she chose the backpack program, which provides food for kids to eat over the weekend when they aren’t able to have lunch provided at school.  As soon as I read about the mission, I was SO excited that God had connected me with Missy. This mission reminds me of a place my grandparents used to volunteer in inner-city Rochester, NY.

Not only did Missy agree to take the money to the mission on our behalf, she and her family decided to make a day of it and go volunteer at the mission.  I’m going to let her tell the rest of the story with only one tiny interruption from me. :)

Dear Katrina,

I wanted to write to you to share my experience with the mission.  In the past, I served on the Board of the Canton Calvary Mission, have helped with several activities there, and served dinner on Saturday evening to groups that included homeless individuals, families with children, and children who come alone.   I was on the board of the mission when the backpack food program was started and have collected food for the backpacks before.

This past Friday my family (me, husband, 6 and 2 year old daughters) went down to the Mission to deliver your check  (YEAH!) and pack and hand out weekend food to the children in the program.  As we loaded the kids into the van and drove through the snow, I admit that I thought that I would rather do this when it wasn’t freezing cold and snowing and we had a very busy weekend ahead of us…TRANSLATE…whine, whine whine!

When we got to the mission I saw some familiar faces and waited until it was time to get to work.  I got to see Marie, the director and we caught up a little.  I gave her the check, told her about how through the wonders of Facebook I “won a major award” by guessing how much it costs to eat/ live organically for a month.  (HA HA! Major award. Tee-hee.)

It was a pretty quiet day at the mission except for a few kids hanging out in the hall. From what I understand, they had been hanging around all day, getting into some mischief at the mission, but considering their options, it was a good place for them to be.

Finally it was time to go work on “the back packs”.  There were only 2 volunteers on that day because of the weather.  They were expecting a smaller number of kids (35- 45 ) instead of the usual 100 -125.  There was about 5 inches of drifting snow on the ground, and it was COLD.  Over the next 2 hours, about 40 food bags were picked up.  The kids walked in the freezing blowing snow to pick up a bag of food that most of us would not be excited about.

As I looked at the food in the bags I was overwhelmed by how blessed I am…that I can go to the store and fuss about whether I should spend $.75 more per pound to get organic grapes because I know that grapes are on the dirty dozen list….that I feel tremendous guilt when I let my kids eat Ramen Noodles because they love them, even though they are nutritionally void…that these kids have learned what it means to “play the game” to survive.  Most of them appear to be under 10 years old.  I literally would have thrown away most of the food these kids were happy to receive.

I took a picture of the contents of one of the bags and will e-mail it to you, but am not sure if I want it published.  I don’t know if I can bear criticism about what these children were given from a bunch of very blessed, very fortunate people who think it is “awful” to feed children processed food.

(I assured Missy that anyone who wanted to be critical would not only have their comments deleted, but would be invited to walk to Canton on their moral high ground. ;) )

The reality is that the mission is on a shoe string budget and relies on donations to to feed children anything.  The bags for a whole weekend included 1 can of tomato soup,  1 pack of Ramen noodles, 4 individual packs of crackers, 2 frozen waffles, 1 granola bar, 1 bag of microwave popcorn, 1 slim jim, 1 bag of chips, 1 serving of cereal, 1 container of fruit or applesauce and 2 lollipops.  Usually there is a local doctor who brings fresh fruit for the bags, but she was unable to do so due to the weather.

Other blessings of the day:   the two volunteers were neighborhood folks who help with the program.  It was a wonderful to see them love on these kids and also be tough with them when the kids were trying to get away with getting “more.”  One boy showed up in the blustery cold with no hat or gloves.  Marie, the director, is such a caring but tough woman and has an eye for real need.  She put her arm around the boy and asked if he had gloves and a scarf.  He said he didn’t, so she lead him upstairs to outfit him. Now the beauty of this is that Marie knows these children.  She knew that not only did he not have a hat and gloves that day, but that he was not involved in any of the mission programs that would have provided hats and gloves.  So, when the other children with him started complaining that they were not getting new hats and gloves, Marie knew them enough to tell them exactly when they had gotten their gloves and hat and encouraged them to take care of them.  The mixture of true knowing, genuine love, kindness, and toughness, in addition to basic necessities like food, a safe place to hang out, tutoring, and warm winter clothes are making a huge impact for these kids and the Kingdom.

Thanks for blessing this ministry and in turn luring me and my family out of our comfort zone, reminding us of the true and genuine need that is all around us. How blessed we are to make choices in what we eat!   I am blessed.  Blessings to you in your Poorganic life and the lives you bless through it!

Missy Jones

Missy’s hubby and beautiful girls serving

Thank YOU, Missy and family! And thanks to all of you who are eagerly joining in with the idea of the Save to Give challenge.  There is SO much that I want to say to Missy and to all of my readers about what an AMAZING gift it is to know that doing something so TINY really can make an impact, however small.  Of course, I did the easy part. I just wrote a check. (And scrimped a tiny bit the past two weeks to make it work financially.)

But Missy put her feet to the ground and actually went to the mission. Marie invests daily in the lives of these kids. Many churches in the Canton area donate to provide for these kids. It takes the whole body. (Watch the slideshow at the end of the post to see more of the amazing pictures of the work this mission does.)

Ultimately, it is GOD, who is really providing, and is inviting ALL of us to join in and be His hands and feet to the hungry, thirsty, lost and poor in our world.  This year, God enabled my family to give on a teacher’s salary in such a way that we supported our church, 4 missionary families, our Compassion child, Distant Shores Media, Water for Peru, a retreat for missionary women in Peru, an adoption, OneVerse through Letter Verses, and thanks to Facebook and Missy, Calvary Canton Mission

Am I bragging?  YES! But not on us. We didn’t do squat. We are just a funnel for God’s money. He has honored us by giving us a chance to be involved with what He is doing in all these places.  We are unspeakably thankful to Him for connecting us with His work.

Jeremiah 9:23-25 (NIV)

23 This is what the LORD says:

“Let not the wise boast of their wisdom
or the strong boast of their strength
or the rich boast of their riches,
24 but let the one who boasts boast about this:
that they have the understanding to know me,
that I am the LORD, who exercises kindness,
justice and righteousness on earth,
for in these I delight,”
declares the LORD.

On Sunday at church, we sang the song that is playing now.  It was stuck in my head as I read Missy’s e-mail.  It really impacted me that this is a prayer. “Let our faith be not alone. Let our hearts be not of stone. May our eyes be quick to see . . . that you are here. You’ve come to rescue us.”

When Jesus ascended into heaven, He did not leave us here on Earth so that we could eat a certain kind of food. He didn’t leave us here so that we could coupon to Disney or upgrade to a more Pinteresting life. (Sorry. Did that hurt a little? It did me.) He left us here on Earth so we could continue to do what He did. He rescued people.

The Poorganic Life is about living simply, sharing and giving our physical and spiritual daily bread, without which no one can live. 

Can you Save to Give this year? Will you?

 

John 14:12-14 (NIV)

12 Very truly I tell you, whoever believes in me will do the works I have been doing, and they will do even greater things than these, because I am going to the Father. 13 And I will do whatever you ask in my name, so that the Father may be glorified in the Son. 14 You may ask me for anything in my name, and I will do it.


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10 Tricks to a Poorganic Life

Top Ten {Tuesday}THROWBACK to the very beginning folks!  Since a few of you are new to The Poorganic Life, I’m re-running this edited version of one of my VERY first posts from May 2010, in which I explained just a few ways that we maintain our Poorganic life. Some of the personal details might be slightly out of date, but the basics are still true.  I’m linking it up with Top Ten Tuesday at ohAmanda.com

I thought I would explain the NON-FOOD related background for our Poorganic life. Try to pick at least one thing that you might be able to do.

1. We have no car payment. We drive a 95 Ford Explorer and a 2000 Ford Taurus Wagon. Jeremy is good with cars, so he can do most repairs that we’ve needed. (Update: He even rehabilitated our car after I totaled it! What a guy!)

2. We live in a house with 1090 square feet and a low mortgage. It is small. Our 3 year old son and 5 year old daughter share a bedroom and are tightly packed, but I love our house. It is cozy, and I love our yard. We have an awesome screened porch, which does add some square feet for 3 seasons of the year. I’m sure some would say we “need” more space, but everyone I know uses all the space they have, so I’m sure there would never be enough space. We bought a house that we could afford on one teacher’s salary, so that we wouldn’t both be obligated to work to keep our house. This has been one of the best decisions we’ve made.

3. I am a couponer. This does not mean that I simply use coupons. I am part of a cult-like group of cheap people who feed off of the excess that is our market culture. If you want to learn couponing, contact me, or go to a great coupon blog, like mycouponteacher.com.  Since my site isn’t a “deal” blog, go there if you want to talk coupon.

4. We don’t have cable. Only Netflix. It costs $8.53 a month. We have a gigundous antennae in our attic to pick up local stations.  We might not get all the channels we wish we had, but on the flip side, we hopefully, watch less TV than we otherwise would. (Meanwhile, my children have been watching PBS kids an insane amount as I’ve been typing . . . clearly, I need to figure out how to blog at night. Surely neglecting my husband is better than neglecting my children.)

5. We don’t really have a cell phone. We have an insanely old cell phone from the Mesozoic era that we buy prepaid minutes for. We share it and we don’t text. We use it only for emergencies. I would say that we put $25 on it every other month or so. It is very freeing to be out of touch with the world now and then.

6. We don’t have long distance. If I need to call someone, I use the cell phone (and then make you call me back), a calling card, e-mail, or just ask you to call me since you have long distance. Maybe that sounds moochey, but . . .

7. We mooch–though we call it accepting the leftovers. Lasagna is not the only thing that is better the second time around. “Mooching” is a leftover quality from being a missionary where you have to ask for money, live off of what people give you, and generally think it is awesome to get hand-me-downs. If you have a strong sense of pride, this will be hard for you. Also if you have a strong sense of fashion. But we basically don’t buy stuff that we can get free or used. When my kids need clothes, I have been known to put a shout out on Facebook for hand-me-down. This may seem tacky because it is, but you have to sacrifice coolness when you become poorganic. We buy our kids’ birthday presents on Craigslist. If that seems sad to you, ask yourself, “Does my three year old know or care that I saved $40 on his Leapster?”

8. We have no debt. With the exception of our mortgage, we have no debt. Even when we do use our credit card, we pay it off every month and don’t carry a balance. When we were first married and both working, we had debt–about 10K. We put my entire salary toward paying it off. After a year and a half, we paid it off. (I hate DEBT!) Little did I know, Jeremy had promised God that when we paid off our debt, we would become missionaries! Clearly, Jeremy thought it would take a lot longer than a year and a half because he was a bit aghast when God called him on that promise. Had I known about this crazy promise I might have gotten more pedicures back in those dual income pre-kid days. Alas. We became missionary teachers in Papua New Guinea for two years. One of the best and most bizarre things we ever did . . but this blog isn’t about that.  (Not yet, anyway. Stay tuned.)

9. We give it away. Since we believe that all that we have isn’t really ours in the first place, we give a lot of money away to missionaries and churches and relief organizations, etc. Incidentally, we don’t have a lot leftover, sometimes. But so far we haven’t gone hungry. In fact, not even close. We don’t believe God helps those who help themselves; they just help themselves. In my experience, God helps us to help others. I have to say, having helped myself and helped others, the latter is A LOT more rewarding. (Was that confusing? Read it again three or four times.)  Also, read the Provision Stories above and be amazed, just like I am, to see how God provides.

10. Miscellaneous cheapnesses . . I use cloth diapers about 50% of the time and hang them out to dry. I have a vegetable garden (though I am pretty sure the slugs are devouring it as I type this, so I may end up losing on that end.) I dye my own hair; so what if it temporarily looked like Sharon Osborne’s?! It faded and my gray doesn’t show. I nurse my babies and make baby food. I wear my clothes forever or until Jeremy tells me that they are hideous. (He is definitely the cool one in the marriage.) Then I splurge and go buy a bunch of new outfits at Goodwill, whoo-hoo! I eat the crusts of my kids PBJs because I hate wasting. I wash our clothes in cold water most of the time. I open windows and doors and turn off the AC. I walk places or stay home instead of driving. We use the library a lot! We don’t eat out very often. If we do, we try to find a coupon.

Once you become cheap, all these things will become second nature to you. I am not bragging. (Bragging about being cheap would be so incredibly lame that only a person blogging about her self-absorption with cheapness could pull it off); I’m just saying . . . . what can you do to be more Poorganic? Surely you can think of a few things. DO THEM! This week I am trying to use only cloth diapers on Anika unless we are going out. Must go get them out of washer and hang them on porch line. . . .

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Bootstrappin’ It

Photo taken by my amazing 6 year old

My mother in law (the best MIL on the planet) got me a pair of riding boots for Christmas. They are totally awesome.  They are the most kick- . . .awesome boots I have ever seen or worn.  When I put them on my feet, I suddenly become wildly powerful and amazing. I feel confident, cowgirlish, and fierce. I want to wear them everywhere. Secretly, I am looking for a place that has saloon doors that might need to be kicked in.  I wish I were still teaching high school students, so I could face down a cocky teen while my feet are swathed in the magical “boots of power”.  I dare, I just dare you to question my interpretation of Robert Frost.

(Speaking of whom, is anyone else bothered by the Jeep commercial that rips off Frost’s poem without making reference to him AND badly misconstrues the meaning of the poem? I know I am. But, I digress.)

In the boots, I feel invincible, unconquerable, unstoppable.  In the boots, I feel that there is very little that I cannot do.  When I wear the boots at the grocery store, I feel more able to make solid decisions. At church, the boots make me feel sturdy and well grounded.  At home, they help me feel ready to kick, should the need arise.

I love the boots.

But I have to tell you, by the end of today, a day in which I wore the boots for almost 12 straight hours, I began to feel a little weary of them. My feet were feeling a little sore. And I began to think, just maybe, that I was looking forward to taking the gall-darn things off.

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January always starts out with lots of confident proclamations about who we’ll be, what we’ll change, what we’ll eat, how we’ll shrink our waists, our debt, our carbon imprint.  We feel inspired, motivated, eager, and ready to kick down the doors of the old life and make new ourselves, our diets, our bank accounts, our friendships, our habits, our spiritual lives, our hobbies.

A few days into the New Year a girlfriend of mine and I were talking about getting an area of our lives “back on track.”  We both promised to “do better.” Then I jokingly remarked, “Is this just January talkin’?”

Because when it comes right down to it, a lot of this January talk is a lot like my boots.  It sounds good. It feels good. It IS good, awesome even.  But after a while, the burden of making ourselves different is really overwhelming.

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Last weekend, my pastor used a phrase that I don’t know if I’ve ever heard before. Maybe he coined the phrase himself.  I don’t know.  He said that a lot of the efforts that we make in our lives to be better, do better, or change for the better are just us “bootstrappin’ it,” as in “just pull up your bootstraps” and get after it!  Americans, I think, are especially guilty of believing that if we just put our minds to it, work hard enough, put on our “big girl panties,” and pull up our “bootstraps,” we can do anything.  We’re just “bootstrappin’ it” and believing that if we can just do it right, this January, this year, this go around, things are really going to be different.

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Dear Katrina,

I just want to say, “Thanks for nothin’.  I was highly motivated to change my life until I read your blog post, “Bootstrappin’ It” and realized that all is for naught. Now that I see that nothing will ever change, I am going to abandon my real food goals. In fact, I think I will help Hostess get out of bankruptcy by buying tons of Twinkies. Moreover, I now despair of all my life changes. Are you really sure blogging is for you? You seem to have lost your touch on the whole inspiration-thing.

You stink,

Reader

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Ah, boot-free piggies! :)

Okay, so I am not trying to demoralize you, convince you that you will fail at your goals, or depress your efforts.   I have some goals myself.  Tomorrow, I myself am undertaking a new goal to get up early to exercise and spend time reading my Bible (with Hello Mornings).  However, I didn’t make any New Year’s Resolutions this year per se. (Although really and truly, I have GOT to go to the dentist this year, so don’t let me forget.)

What it comes down to is this. My boots and January are just a false confidence on the same old me.  What I need to get is REAL transforming change from a real power. I don’t have the power to change myself. Only God, who has the power to raise the dead, can change me. No amount of trying, hoping, resolving, and bootstrappin’ it will work.  I know that after even one full day of bootstrappin’ in, I just want to take off my boots.

Therefore, this year, I’m swearing off “bootstrappin’ it.”  I’m just tired of it. If I really SAY that I believe in God’s power to change, then I need to be willing to let Him change me. Anyone with me?

Romans 12:1-3  The Message (MSG)

 1-2So here’s what I want you to do, God helping you: Take your everyday, ordinary life—your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and walking-around life—and place it before God as an offering. Embracing what God does for you is the best thing you can do for him. Don’t become so well-adjusted to your culture that you fit into it without even thinking. Instead, fix your attention on God. You’ll be changed from the inside out. Readily recognize what he wants from you, and quickly respond to it. Unlike the culture around you, always dragging you down to its level of immaturity, God brings the best out of you, develops well-formed maturity in you. 3I’m speaking to you out of deep gratitude for all that God has given me, and especially as I have responsibilities in relation to you. Living then, as every one of you does, in pure grace, it’s important that you not misinterpret yourselves as people who are bringing this goodness to God. No, God brings it all to you. The only accurate way to understand ourselves is by what God is and by what he does for us, not by what we are and what we do for him.

I’m linking up at The Better Mom today!

 

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Poorganic Granola

Granola Christmas tree designed by my little artist and taste tester. Don't you love how she positioned it in a beam of light?

Other than being delicious, the best thing about this recipe is that it is versatile. You can adjust the ingredients based on what you have on hand.  I made a huge batch of this at Christmas for my children’s teachers.  Now I am getting all the jars back with requests for the recipe.  Since I was planning to type it out for the blog anyway, it works out well.

To enable myself to finish this post before the end of Dora the Explorer, I will give you the recipe and then the step by step pictures. Enjoy.  (Click here to print the recipe!)

Poorganic Granola

Ingredients

8-10 cups rolled oats

4-5 cups mixed grains (wheat germ, oat bran, whole wheat flour, rice krispies, unsweetened coconut flake)

4-5 cups mixed nuts and seeds (almonds, pecans, walnuts, untoasted sunflower seeds, sesame seeds, flaxseeds, pumpkin seeds, cashews)

1-1.5 cups sweeteners (raw brown sugar, honey, maple syrup, blackstrap molasses)

1-1.5 cup fat (butter & coconut oil. Use less if flaxseed and coconut are included above)

1 Tbs spice (Cinnamon mostly. Also can include nutmeg and cloves.)

1.5 tsp salt

1 Tbs. vanilla (You could also use maple or almond, though probably use less)

2-3 cups dried fruit (raisins, Cranberries, pineapple, apricots, mangoes, apples)

 

  1. Preheat oven to 325. Line baking sheets with parchment or foil.
  2. Combine oats, grains, and nuts in giant sized bowl.
  3. Stir sweeteners, fats, spices, salt, and vanilla together in a saucepan and bring to boil over medium heat.
  4. Pour syrup over dry ingredients, stirring to moisten all the dry ingredients.
  5. Spread mixture evenly onto baking sheets, approximately 1 inch thick.
  6. Bake 20-25 minutes, stirring halfway through
  7. Remove from tray by sliding parchment off the sheet onto the counter. Mixture will not be crispy until it cools.
  8. Stir in dried fruit after cooling. Store in airtight containers.

10 cups thick rolled oats ($1.19 lb at Earth Fare)

3-4 cups grains

Chopped nuts (best to get "unroasted" or raw so that baking them won't make them too burnt tasting)

Dry ingredients together

Coconut oil and butter melting

Honey and molasses added to create a syrup to bind the granola together

Pour syrup over dry ingredients while stirring. (Please admire ability to take picture while pouring hot syrup. It's a skill, folks!)

Granola all moistened

Spread on the lined sheet (Truthfully, I don't know if this is before or after baking)

Sheets of parchment with granola are slid off onto the counter so they don't overbake while on the hot sheet

Add fruit AFTER baking. Otherwise it will become hard and nasty.

Give out to all the teacher's at your kids school for Christmas. Get rave reviews! Feel awesome & poorganic. Never bake cookies again. (Well, not never. ;) )

Don’t forget to print out the recipe and share with your friends! Being Poorganic isn’t about saving for yourself; it’s about saving to GIVE!

I’m linking up with Comfy in the Kitchen today! There are some VERY yummy recipes at that blog. Click over on the button and check it out!

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Hate Verse

We’re BACK! As promised in Poor Kids Don’t Eat Real Food, it’s time we got back on track with Letter Verses. If you are just starting out with Letter Verses, you can check out verses A-G at the Letter Verses page above. If you, like me, have trouble memorizing scripture, Letter Verses might be perfect for you for two reasons.

  1. We can call the Scriptures to mind using a mnemonic as simple as the ALPHABET.
  2.  Each verse is put to music and becomes a song (that you cannot get out of your head even when you try. ;) )

For H verse, I really didn’t want to do “Honor your Father and Mother” since we already kind of covered that with C-verse “Children obey your parents in the Lord.” I thought maybe I would ask the kids for suggestions of words that started with “H.”

Addie said, “Hate starts with H.”

I offered something nicer. More Jesus-y. “What about ‘help’?”

Addie said, “Hate starts with H.

I scowled. Hmmm. “What about ‘hide’? Like we ‘hide’ God’s word in our heart.”

Addie said, “Hate starts with H.

My Little sister.

Why are kids so obsessed with hate?” I thought to myself.  Suddenly, I recalled a story of my mom telling me how, as a young girl, my super exuberant sister sat in our bedroom playing, and loudly singing to herself a made-up a song called, “I HATE my sins; I love my God”  wherein those two lines were repeated umpteen times.

And speaking of hate, my kids are totally obsessed with super-heroes right now. Bad guys. Good guys. Evil villains. Valiant warriors. Guys who HATE each other! Where is all this HATE coming from?

Maybe it is easier for kids to see the black and white before we confused grown-ups color everything gray in their world?  Maybe we are supposed to know what HATE is? Our kids sure do.

SO, I finally got on my handy, dandy Biblegateway.com and searched for Hate. And there it was, plain as day. The H verse.

“Hate what is evil; cling to what is good. Be devoted to one another in love. Honor one another above yourselves.” Romans 12:9-10 

(Notice, it doesn’t just say “honor your parents. But honor “one another above yourself.” Above myself? Dang-it. All these verses seem to apply as much to me as to my kids!)

So here’s your H-verse vlog and homemade song to go with it. Our life is very, um, poorganic, so you will have to overlook the messy kitchen and cantankerous two year old. (Also, please note that the band “H-Town” that wrote “Knockin’ the Boots” is probably going to show up in your YouTube viewer after my vlog plays, so don’t let your kiddos click that when they are trying to learn H-verse. Sorry about that! Blame YouTube.)

Here’s the printable with the verse on it!

And don’t forget to put a $1 in a jar when you memorize the verse. When you get to $26, you can make a one time gift through the Letter Verses group for One Verse. Our group helps translate Scripture for the Vidunda people in Tanzania.  You’ll get a copy of the verse in the mail!  If you become a monthly partner with OneVerse through the OneVerse bloggers (of which I am one), you can get a free copy of Savoring Living Water, a fantastic e-book on how to have an effective quiet time.

Oh, one more thing, Letter Verses isn’t just for kids. :) How do I know? Because I am being CHANGED by these powerful words.

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Good Girl Group

There are maybe one or two non-fiction books that I have willingly finished in my life.  I’m just not a big non-fiction reader, especially if it isn’t a narrative. I like a good story, but I get bored pretty quickly with parenting books, how-to books, or even devotional books.  I’m just not really that interested with reality, I guess. :)

However, I recently AND WILLINGLY finished an entire work of non-fiction. Then I immediately went on Barnes and Noble (through my ebates account, mind you) and bought a bunch more copies. I started handing them out like candy to all my sisters and friends.

The book was Grace for the Good Girl by Emily P. Freeman. She was one of the awesome speakers at Relevant ’11, and I was SO excited to meet her and have her sign my book. (But I didn’t have my picture taken with her because I’m a people pleaser, and I feared that might annoy her. I’m so dumb. If I ever write a book, and you want me to sign it, I will be flattered out of my mind if you want your picture taken with me.)

Anyway, watch this. (If you’re in your e-mail or a feed, click over to the blog to watch this 4 minute video.)

When I watched this, the words “secret wreck” and “feel guilty for feeling guilty” just kept RINGING in my head.  Maybe like me, you are slightly trembling and freaked out right now.  If you are slightly freaked out, you might be a good girl OR you might be raising a good girl.  If you think either of these are the case, I beg you to go read the first chapter of the book at Emily’s blog, Chatting at the Sky.  Then I beg you to buy it!

THEN, if you live near me in the south Charlotte area, PLEASE come to my Grace for the Good Girl discussion group starting January 19th!!  The women’s ministry at my wonderful church has graciously allowed me to lead a morning and an evening discussion group during our  normal Bible Study time, even though the “Good Girl Group” will be a “book study” rather than a Bible study.  We won’t have homework other than reading the book! Hooray.

We will meet Thursdays between Jan 19th and March 15th in Marvin, NC.  (My church meets at a high school, so our Bible study is held at another local church’s facility.)  The morning session meets 9:30-11:30, and the evening session meets 7:00-8:30.  Childcare is provided at the morning session. Each of the Grace for the Good Girl groups are open to ONLY six women or high school aged girls, so I am going to strongly emphasize regular attendance since it will be such a small group.

Right now the the registration page on my church’s website is only including information about the regular Bible, (which you’re also welcome to join if you want). BUT if you want to be in the “Good Girl Group,” leave me a comment below or send me your info through the contact page.  (If you read this in e-mail or a feed, click here to get to comments on this post. ) Please let me know soon if you’re interested, and I’ve give you more specifics.

UPDATE: Both Good Girl groups are FULL for this session. If it goes well, I may do another one at a later date. Let me know if you’d like to receive information about an upcoming group.

This book opened my eyes to the kind of woman I’ve become AND the kind of daughters I am raisingThis book challenged me to abandon the notion of always just “trying hard” to please, to be good, and to appear like I’ve got it together.  Instead I was inspired to embrace my freedom in Christ as I’ve never done before. I want the SAME for you!! I really hope you’ll read this book.  If you’re able, I hope you’ll come discuss it with some other recovering “good girls.”

 

 

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