I sit, belly full from a wonderful breakfast; warm mug of coffee sending wafts of aromatic steam up to my nostrils. Apart from the simple word of thanks uttered at the family table, gratefulness for the comfort which envelopes me is far from my mind.
And then I read this: When Food Becomes a Hallowed Thing, and I am on my knees.
Hands raised in thanksgiving to a Father who has blessed us with abundance. Heart full of gratitude for the happy, healthy, child I often fight with just to eat what's on her plate. My mind travels to Africa, and the many who are suffering. Tears threaten to spill as I think of the mother cradling her young one, thin and malnourished. A child who has known nothing but suffering; slipping away in silence, too weak to even cry.
Lord, forgive me for not remembering them. Forgive me for taking what we have for granted. Teach me to be humbly grateful, and to give of what I have...
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