It's alarming how we in America discard food. Think about the number of times you, just one individual, drop a morsel of food on the ground and rather than eat it, discard it in the trash. Consider all the times you've cleaned your home and found, the kids dropped food under the table again. Or you move the couch to clean under it and find a disgusting pile of crumbs and food debry......."Who said you kids could eat on the couch anyway?"
Now consider the starving people around the world. Think of the families that go to bed hungry once, twice, three times or more a week, because there just isn't enough food in the house to satisfy everyone. Would you believe that in some homes there isn't a single crumb to be found? Not because the house is clean and spotless, but rather, because no morsel goes wasted. When you are starving, you can't afford to waste, not one crumb.
I know what you are probably thinking, I think it myself at times......"What good would my leftovers be?", "It's not like I can feed anyone with what's left on my plate.", or how about, "They're in another country, how is my extra supposed to do anything for them?"
Don't get me wrong, I get it, I understand. But think now about that hungry family down the street and the food you're throwing out each night. Couldn't you make a little less, save a little money at the grocery store, and buy them a meal. Or maybe just a simple invitation to dinner. I know it's an inconvenience. But really, does your house HAVE to be spotless to invite someone over? Don't you think they would be ecstatic to find a bag of groceries sitting on their doorstep. How about those leftovers that you put in the fridge and later just throw out. Sharing those leftovers you think nothing of could be the best meal of the week for some unfortunate person.
Now I want you to consider people across the globe. I know that the left over food you scrape off of your plate each night can't feed someone across the world. But that money you saved from making a little smaller portion could make a difference. The care package you send to a mission family and they share with local residents could save a life.
As I've said in other writings of mine, I know that many didn't make it all the way to the end of my spiel, and I know that many of you that did will just continue on with life as usual. So why write it? Why share my thoughts? Simple, if one person reads all the way through, and that one person reaches out a helping hand to someone less fortunate. Or one person decides to send a care package. Or one person makes a point to say an extra prayer for those hungry and in need. Then God has used me to help, and that's all I can ask for.
Willow
