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Don't Waste

Some people are really picky eaters.  They hardly eat anything until you put the right thing in front of them and then they become this eating machine.  It warms my heart to see all the food gone and everyone enjoying the meals and the food that I make.  It drives me crazy when I have to throw out partially eaten food.  I have saved it to try to make my kids eat it later, told them they aren’t getting anything else all night long, that doesn’t seem to phase them at all.  I have tried to explain that there are hungry people that live around us that don’t get any food what-so-ever, but that doesn’t sink in at the age that they are.  I want to grab some adults though and inform them of this fact. 

Our church has the new director of the food pantry- she is a pretty great lady.  She sees first hand the hungry people in our town.  Our town has a lot of hunger, but if you choose not to see it, it isn’t noticeable at all.  The schools have over 50% getting free lunches and when our church provides food for kids around the neighborhood, they come a runnin….

Sodom was a terrible city, they were rich and pompous.  They had hungry people surrounding them- but they didn’t care.  Ezekiel 16:49 describes it like this; “Behold, this was the guilt of your sister Sodom: she and her daughters had pride, excess of food, and a prosperous ease, but did not aid the poor and needy.”

For those that don’t know – Sodom was destroyed- it was burned to the ground by the Lord and no one survived.  Lot had lived there and he was a man of God trying to do what was right, but no one was listening to him.  No one wanted to help and no one wanted to listen.  So the Lord told him to move on – to flee from there – to go where he could really be used.  So Lot followed orders. 

I hope that you aren’t living in a Sodom.  I truly hope that everyone realizes that poverty IS around him or her.  It isn’t to the extreme of a third world country or maybe some are, but the poverty might be choosing to pay a medical bill or choosing to feed their kids.  Choosing between paying their rent or eating.  It is very important that we, as the body of Christ don’t waste our time, money, food and effort…  That we use them to glorify God and to feed those who are needy – not just real food, but also spiritual food. 

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