Today was grocery shopping day–a day or two overdue. As I unloaded my ten bags overflowing with food, I became mildly irritated at the bagger who didn’t put all my cold stuff together. And at my daughter who insisted on me making her lunch before I had all the food put away. And at the creators of Cheddar Sun Chips for making them taste so darn good that I ended up having three handfuls.
Then I felt a little prick in my heart. The gentle yet firm voice of the Holy Spirit reminding me to be thankful for my abundance of blessings…
~The luxury of having multiple grocery stores packed with every food known to man within a 10 mile radius of my house
~The financial resources to purchase all the food we need, all the food we want, and a lot of food we end up throwing away
~A brand new vehicle I can use any time I want to drive to any store I want, to purchase anything I can afford
~A living, healthy 3-year-old who has the ability to run, communicate clearly and eat
~The physical and emotional well-being to be able to feed her and my other children when they are hungry
And a million other things I take for granted every single day.
A few thousand miles away, Haiti lies in devastation after a massive earthquake. As of right now, an insane number of people have no water, no food, no home and no medical care. Many of them have lost parents, children and friends.
And down the road, my friends Amy and David–having been in the Haitian adoption process for the last year and a half–don’t know if their little daughter Charlotte is dead or alive. They know the orphanage was destroyed. They know people died. They just don’t know what happened to Charlotte.
I don’t know about you, but now doesn’t seem like the appropriate time to lament about gaining a few pounds or failing to fit into a pair of jeans. Not a good day to swap recipes or list exercise tips.
Instead, I think I’ll get on my knees and pray.
Do donate to a reputable organization in its relief effort to Haiti, I suggest World Vision.