Egg Curry Over Pasta
For dinner tonight I cooked an Indian recipe for Egg Curry that I had received at the Fair Trade Store last Saturday from an Indian native. It was good and had some spice to it. I have decided that the person I met last Saturday is originally from southern India. Both the recipes I received from this person had a little hot spice taste to them. It is in hotter climates, like the south of India, that you find the hotter spices. But this one was not too hot for my wife. Since she was working tonight till 9pm I saved some for her. She, my best food critic, enjoyed it. I had served it over pasta rather than rice or with Indian bread. However, like the recipe that I made last night, this was obviously an Americanized Indian recipe, since it used some already-mixed spices in a package and was not blended from scratch, as it would be in India. But it was new and good.
Other spice was found in my life today. The director of the Marquette University Center for Peacemaking as well as the newsletter coordinator of the Catholics for Peace and Justice for the first time sent out notices of our silent prayer vigil tomorrow to request Marquette University to Teach War No More. In the five weeks of lent so far we have gone from being threatened by arrest by police to being promoted by peace-makers. I am not sure this will translate into greater attendance, but it is nice to see.
If we find life to be sour or spice, it is good to know that one must do what you need to do. I find it interesting that in the last few days my spiritual director, a Catholic priest, and my therapist have given me the same advice, to do what I feel I need to do without caring about what others say. They both said, in their own ways, to find the spice in doing what you do from God.
This reminds me of what we used to write on all our papers at Marquette University High School, a Jesuit school that I attended. It was AMDG which stood for Ad Marjorem Dei Gloriam, which is Latin “For the Greater Glory of God.” I was never sure how that related to our work but now I think I understand some.
We can find the spice of life, just like we find the spice of good food, in enjoying life for what it is, God given blessings. We might have other motivations but only this one, looking at life as full of miracles, will stand the test of time and suffering. Albert Einstein said it this way: “There are two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is.” Or you can say it this way, every day is something new and something spice.
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