Today I woke up, walked into my office and started working through my pile of email. By 8:30, there was a rumbly in my tumbly, to borrow from Mr. Pooh. But, since I was busy working it was pretty easy to ignore. In short order, though, I started to feel a little dizzy and the space between my ears was becoming fuzzy. I need to eat, I told myself. NEED . . . TO . . . EAT. While it would be very Christian-sounding to say that I forsook (<-fun word) my earthly needs to become more holy, I can’t. By 10, I had already eaten a bowl of cereal, a yogurt and a granola bar.
But what if I didn’t have access to something to eat? What would I do without the Cap’n?
I’m not trying to be glib. Breaking my fast each day is more than a ritual, it’s necessary to adequately focus my mind and to be productive, to function, even.
The feeding program at Restoration Ministries in Jacmel feeds around 150 children one meal each day. Around 1 o’clock, they start pouring out of the woodwork, some knowing that their meal for the day was coming and others hoping for scraps. These meals are utilitarian and are designed to provide the most nutrition and protein for the smallest amount of money. My friend Sencia (right) offered me a bite one day and it wasn’t too bad.
With all of the kids sitting at the tables with their plate in front of them, there was a feeling of satisfaction that so many were being fed. But at the same time, sadness for those who were not part of the program. Because there is only food for a fixed number of children, the reality of poverty is that there will always be those on the outside looking in.
The aha moment for me was not really that kids were being fed or that others were hungry. The aha came when many of those who had plate in front of them ate only part, then walked remaining food outside to give to somebody who didn’t have access to the program. It struck me that these very young people knew something that I fail to recognize too often. In my relative wealth I am like a child in the ‘program’ and it is my responsibility as a human being and as a Christian to care for those in the periphery.
If you would like to make a difference in a child in Jacmel and bring them in from the outside, check out Restore Haiti. I have seen first-hand the work they are doing, and it is good.
“Then shall the King say unto them on his right hand, Come, you blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world: for I was hungry, and you gave me to eat; I was thirsty, and you gave me drink; I was a stranger, and you took me in; naked, and you clothed me; I was sick, and you visited me; I was in prison, and you came unto me.” Matt 25:34-35