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Day Eight: Canned Goods


I have a habit of asking “why.” I’m convinced that a big part of the length of my three years as a Catechumen was due to this habit. It ought to be noted then, that when the prompt for today came down the pike from Fr John Peck at the Preacher’s Institute it was a stretch to not question the thinking there.

Canned goods.

Was it just a whim? Was it something deeper, hidden, divinely inspired? Why canned goods?

It did trigger something in me though. Cranberry sauce.

Honestly, growing up I didn’t realize people even considered eating something other than the jellied version that slid from that aluminum can still wearing the rings modeled by the container that had only recently housed it. We always bought it, uncanned it, sliced it and placed it on the table on Thanksgiving but we rarely ate it. It would spend the next few weeks staining the inside of a tupperware container in the back of the refrigerator.

And that has some metaphorical merit, some correlation I suppose, to a deeper spiritual event, hidden and mystical, waiting to be discovered. It could be about the way we’re formed, the pressure of the container. Or I could draw a parallel to this habit of settling for the fake stuff, the stuff that is easy, traditional out of laziness or nostalgia never knowing the real taste of the berry at all.

Or not.

It got me thinking at least as Thanksgiving draws near. I never much cared for cranberry sauce.

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