Friday, 27 June 2008
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Lesson From God in My Ricebowl
from liz_weiwei
I love rice. I crave it in the middle of the night. I can imagine the scent of the freshly cooked steamed rice. The moment the lid is opened and followed by the scent that comes right from the cookware, the scent is simply therapeutic. To me, the main dish is the rice; the simple side dish is secondary. After my brain surgery, I did not exercise as much as I used to. While continued to load up on carbohydrates, especially on rice, I grew from a Size S to a Size M (!!!) Do not get me wrong, I am not pro-anorexic but I have a serious problem with my clothes as most of them have no room for such expansion. To reduce my carbohydrate intake, I started to not to finish all of my rice.
Recently, world shortage of rice grains led to an increase in price. Until today, I did not notice how the food stalls had decreased the amount of rice in each serving.
I was lining behind a lady who looked to be in her mid-40s. She was sloppily dressed in a T-shirt and Bermudas, with an untidy hairdo. She looked like she just came from her worksite. I did not notice much about her until she started to cry, saying, "Why so little rice? Why did you give me so little rice?"
Had I known earlier, I would have asked the man at the stall to give half of my rice to her. When the world is crying over insufficient food supply, I am crying over a bulging tummy? Oh Lord, what have I been doing?
After I thanked God for the food, I made sure I finished every single grain of the rice; I don't care if I'm a Size S or M anymore!
For a moment, I felt truly guilty over the food that I had wasted before. When everything is peaceful, I hardly think about how good things are in my life. When I saw the lady crying for rice, I felt terrible. It is a painful revelation. I thought I was grateful enough just by saying grace over the food on the table. Now I question myself if saying grace has become just another formality for me.
I ask myself again and again, was I really thankful?
What are you grateful for? Do you ever catch yourself taking God's blessings for granted?
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Comments (8)
I do take things for granted...way too often. Thanks for the reminder. It really made me search my own heart.
Mmmmm...I love rice.
I try not to take things for granted, but I get caught up in the world sometimes. Then I will go on a missions trip and see people who literally have nothing, I come home feeling so horrible because I have so much and they have so little.
This is a lovely post. When I think about all that the Lord is giving me (for crying out loud I am using a computer right now, I know how to write, read, type...) I am astounded. There is a never ending list of abundance in my life, but it is so easy to take it for granted because we start focusing on what we don't have, or we want more of what we already do have.
Great story! I know that I take a lot of things for granted. I probably take money for granted the most. Also, I ask for way too many things when I know that there are people out there who have nothing. I'm not sure why I do it, but I guess it's a bad habit that I need to grow out of at this point. But growing up in our society... that habit is hard to break.
aw poo, i don't finish my rice either..
but i make that up with my brother around.. hahas.. i just dump half of my rice onto his bowl because i know he's going to finish it x]
I am grateful to God for his love and care. Meet the god is the most precious thing in my life.
Where I come from, the kids are so sarcastic and self-centered these days it really breaks my heart. It's sometimes discouraging to see how similar the kids in church are to the kids outside of it. If my youth kids don't finish their food and I say, "Think about the starving children," there's always one who'll say, "Then why don't you ship it to them?" We need God so much, I can't imagine what an evil place this would be without Him.
hey yeah I know what you mean