There is a song that I woke up with this morning:
“Jehovah Jireh, my Provider, Your grace is sufficient for me.
Jehovah Jireh, my Provider, Your grace is sufficient for me.
The Lord shall supply all my needs, according to His riches in glory,
He will give His angels charge over me,
Jehovah Jireh cares for me.
I used to know someone who would always stop to give God thanks for food. It didn’t matter where, it didn’t matter who he was with, he would just bow his head and give thanks for food. I am not sure if this was a ‘religious’ practice, or just a truly grateful gesture, but I thought of him this morning, and how important it is to give thanks for the things we have in our fridges, closets, pantries, etc.
Yesterday, I had the opportunity of talking to someone in Guyana, who had to ‘borrow’ a 1/2 pound of beef to cook, and needed the equivalent of $0.20 cents to buy some kerosene to cook the food with (kerosene is the fuel that people in Guyana use when they cannot afford to buy a propane gas bottle for $25 CAN). I don’t want to get into all that was discussed, but it broke my heart to know that she was going around door to door to ask people for $.20 cents.
I am not going to compare rich vs poor, third world vs first world politics. But I examined my own refridgerator. And even though I am still a student, on any given day I have food in my fridge. In the past, I have always complained ”oh I have nothing to eat!” or “I don’t know what to eat”. But that’s really not true. There’s enough Kraft Mac and cheese and tuna for me to do a million things. I’m serious! And there’s always flour (I’m from the South. We always have flour around). I can make about 10 dishes, different dishes from those three things. And then throw some veggies near it, and I will have a scrumptious meal.
I also recall visiting my siblings, and they too always had food. Sometimes the fridge didn’t even have space to hold some take out.
And that’s another thing, we are privileged to go to Wendy’s, Mcdonald’s, the Whopper people (Can’t remember what it’s called). And we can pick up a sandwich at any point in the day and a large Coke for just 2$, to keep us going. How amazing is that?
Some of us have so much food, that we should really throw a get together once a while and just bless people who don’t have as much.
When Jesus was teaching the five thousand, he received a report that the people were hungry. And the only food around was 2 fish and 5 loaves of bread. The math didn’t make sense. But if you haven’t gotten the revelation, what caused it to multiply, was the fact that he raised it to his Father, and blessed it. Now, there’s a lot more to the story, but I believe every time you give thanks for food, God multiplies it. It seems so crazy, but He does. I can’t tell you of all the times when people just brought cooked food to my house when I needed it the most. Or when someone just popped in from out of town and took me out to dinner or lunch. All of those opportunities are blessings to me. And at times I get really ‘puffed’ up when people try to help (God is working on me ), but God always slaps me, reminding me that it’s Him providing. So between the whole wheat pasta, the left over pizza, and cook up rice that my friend made for me before he left, the rotis, the left over curry, the 1/2 tomato and the frozen veggies, the $1 soft serve ice cream vendor on my street, Mickey D’s, Toonie Tuesday, 3$ subs from Subway, an abundance of water, Tang juice mix with which I can make a mean iced tea, and the ravens that God sends,…I am pretty good. lol.
So, Lord I thank You!!! Thank you for the food that you provide day, after day, after day. I know I am not any different from a lot of people in the world, regardless of my status, but you have always, always provided food for me. I can’t take that for granted. Thank you for providing food.
How about you? How much food do you have in your house? Take inventory. Isn’t God good? Isn’t He faithful? Then don’t complain about what you don’t have in the kitchen. Give thanks for the food you do have.