Garbage in Your Mind
One day, as a mother was scraping and peeling the vegetables for a salad, her daughter came in to ask permission to go to a questionable non-Christian activity. On the defensive, the daughter admitted it was sensually stimulating, but the other girls were all going, and she wanted to go, since it wouldn’t actually hurt her anyway, she argued.
As the girl talked, the mother quietly began to pick up handfuls of discarded vegetable scraps, mixing them in with the salad. When the daughter realized what she was doing, she cried out, “Mother! You are putting garbage in the salad!”
“Yes,” her mother replied. “I know, but I thought if you don’t mind putting garbage in your mind and heart, you certainly would not mind a little in your stomach!”
Thoughtfully, the girl removed the garbage from the salad, and with a brief “thank you” to her mother, she went out to tell her friends she would not be going with them.
— Fresh Elastic for Stretched Out Moms, by Barbara Johnson
