Keep in mind that this isn’t a small portion of the population. Diabetes is epidemic right now in the U.S. 50%–HALF!–of African Americans have diabetes, and a huge percentage of the Hispanic Americans and Euro-Americans have either diabetes or metabolic syndrome (pre-diabetes). Even young children and teenagers are being diagnosed with Type II Diabetes!
So here in the U.S., we’re rapidly getting to a place where perhaps it would be best for parishes to cancel their spaghetti suppers and offer Chicken (not fried!) and Vege (not fried) suppers instead!
But the original post was about two folks who showed up to a campground and ended up spending the weekend in a tent because there was alcohol around and they didn’t know that before hand. Nothing about food or nutrition was mentioned.
Accomplishments, especially those hard won, can lead people to have the zealousness of new converts. “I’ve been dry for six years, so anybody can stop drinking if they just work the program!” “Well, I worked two jobs to put myself through school; I don’t understand why she says she can’t do it.” “My wife and I are raising nine kids on my income. There’s no reason why his wife needs to work.” “I smoked two packs a day for 20 years, and I quit. Why can’t you?”
The reality is that while we should feel proud of our accomplishments, we should have no expectation that everyone can, or even wants to, follow in our footsteps. To have such an expectation is a great way to alienate friends and lose influence over people.
Statistics and reputable health information on just about everything related to body weight and size is all over the place, with one extreme putting pictures of headless overweight people eating ice cream in news stories that want us to believe half of America is going to die tomorrow if we all don’t get off our obese butts lose weight right this minute. And the other end of the spectrum wants us to to think that there is absolutely no connection between how much (or how little) one weighs and the overall state of one’s health.
The truth is probably somewhere in between.
But the bottom line is that church functions aren’t fat camps, and nor are they AA meetings (except when AA meets are held at church, of course). And we are, after all, adults (and because none of us has the right at a church function to tell other parishioners’ children what they can or can’t eat, we’re not even going to go there), with enough cognitive abilities and body awareness to decide for ourselves if we want a plate of spaghetti, a slice of apple pie, a salad, or a glass of wine. None of us needs the food police to make that decision for us.
And even if priests took it as their moral obligation to shepard their flocks to sobriety or some “ideal” body size, how would that look? What would be posted in the weekly bulletin:
The Knights of Columbus fish dinner is this Friday. All-you-can-eat, unless we think you need to lose weight, in which case you can have one plate.
Alcoholics, don’t forget to wear your black armbands to the crabfest so our volunteers can refuse you beer and wine.
Our Christmas Candy Fundraiser is limited this year to parishioners with less than a 32 inch waist.
*Mark your calendars for the Boca Burger BBQ Sunday after the 12:30 p.m. Mass! Gluten intolerant parishioners are welcome to BYOF (bring your own food). *
Hyperbolic, I know, but you can see where I’m going. We’re adults. We get to decide what and how much we ingest. We get to assume responsibility for what we put in our bodies. We’re not kids who have to be shown. We’re adults, and we get to act like it.