Ponder: Harvests are a funny thing: sometimes your yield contains things you didn't mean to plant. What has your harvest been like lately? Does what is on your plate (literally and metaphorically) accurately show the world – and the next generation – what you value?

Pray: Dear God, do you know that little seed of anger/hurt/narcissism/greed/[your favorite vice here!] growing in me? Help me keep it there, so it doesn't get planted elsewhere. And if you could help my cravings get better for me – and the environment – that would be great, too. Amen.

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