Armed with a menu and grocery list I made my way through the
treacherous aisles of Safeway. A more
dangerous place…I don’t think so. The
goal? Food for one week, maybe a week
and half if I’m smart about my perishables.
I spent time clipping coupons, $80 worth, and set off
towards my goal of a full fridge and pantry. Two hours and one over flowing
cart and I was done.
The mighty huntress returns with her kill...err. groceries. |
After I got home I debated whether a glass of wine or 4
antacid tablets would be a better cure for what ails my check book. When did my children start eating enough food
to feed a small country? I have a good
friend who is thinking of taking the youth of our church on a 40 hour fast as a
representation of what the average time between meals for 3rd world
children are. Afterwards she would feed
them a feast of rice and milk. Give
them some perspective as they munch 3 bowls of Kix in the morning.
We are blessed and I know that. There was a time in my adult life when the
money didn’t exist and the cupboards were bare.
I remember eating the very last thing in the pantry and knowing that pay
day wasn’t for 3 days yet. God was
always good and I remember after cooking that rice, James and I looked across
the table and just wept. The doorbell
rang literally a minute later. Some acquaintances
from our church had been to Sam’s club and had felt led to purchase more
groceries then they normally need and to give us the overflow. We brought them in and humbled ourselves to
open our bare cupboards.
That night I Iearned a lot.
I learned about myself and my personal responsibility, about listening
to the call of God to do something out of the ordinary to bless others, and not
to take the blessings of life for granted.
So as the kids and I put away a gaggle of groceries I was reminded of how far God has blessed us. Hopefully I am teaching gratefulness and
responsibility. Hopefully as I watch my
children eat their morning cereal, snatch an apple from the bowl, drink a cold
glass of milk or enjoy a hearty dinner I remember how far we have come and
listen closely to see if anyone needs
just a little of what I have been blessed with.
McH
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