A man who has only eaten oatmeal for his entire life may first look suspiciously at the man who offers him eggs, toast and coffee. He may even feel deprived or robbed of his beloved oatmeal and hate the bearer of this foreign feast and make the assumption that he is being poisoned!
Yet, as time goes on he begins to appreciate a sense of variety and he also comes to realize that if he wants oatmeal, he can still have it. Only now, it is not the only option. Instead, it is one of many avenues he can explore until he understands some if not all of his options and is then allowed to decide for himself.
In the act of free will, he may decide that he either likes or dislikes them, or finds some other combination thereof more satisfactory. However, one thing is for sureóhe cannot make this decision if he is forced to believe from birth that there is only oatmeal.
As for me, I think that there are just some things that wonít change. Like, I almost always have coffee in the morning. However, for about two years I drank only tea. Sometimes, I donít even eat breakfast. And other times, I eat breakfast for dinner. But one thing I am certain of, I need not be afraid when someone offers me an alternative. I should instead rejoice that I can have a taste of something else. Yes, sometimes this presents choices that are not optimum. There is a tribe in Papua New Guinea that chews bark and roots and cumulatively spits them in a bowl to make a sort of yeast/dough product. I believe that I am reasonably certain that I would respectfully decline the by-product of this process at the risk of offending the people. As would I other things that I personally feel are not for me. For example, when we are young, it IS a good idea to be told NOT to do some things. Yet, we may not always understand these certain things until we stick our hand on the stove out of curiosity. But, the point is, even if I choose not to partake, I partake in another form of consumption because I have learned something about another group of people and therefore, something more about myself.
Am I right or wrong? I donít know. But I think I would be ashamed if I knew that there was fruit, grains and even bacon out there and I did not at least point it out. Not because I want the world to eat bacon. But instead, because I donít want the world to think that I canít be allowed to eat bacon lest I should not be allowed to live. Or worse, that I let others be killed for eating bacon and did not care because they hadnít found out what I was eating yet.
And this, my friend, shows how breakfast illustrates my opinion on America, um, Breakfast in the Middle East.
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW
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