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Topic: Hunger (11/08/04)
TITLE: I Can Feed This One
By Rebekah Bentley
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Please, couldn't we give her something to eat, we asked our team leaders. They gave us permission but warned us to give her only food, not money, as sometimes beggars work for someone else who will take their day's "wages" and give them back barely enough to survive on. We agreed and began frantically digging through our backpacks for something to share. We handed the woman a box of crackers, a handful of candy, and the few other miscellaneous food items we could locate, along with a tract in her native tongue.
It wasn't enough and we all knew it. We sat and stared at one another before Kyle broke the silence.
"I have some rupees with me, Andrew," he addressed our male team leader. "Can we go buy her something more substantial?"
"You know there are thousands like her all over Inida," Andrew answered. "We see them every day. It isn't possible to feed them all."
"No, maybe not all of them. But we can feed this one."
Andrew nodded. "Fifteen minutes."
Kyle and his ministry team nearly ran off the bus and down the street to the market. They were back in ten minutes, food in hand, smiles on their faces. The rest of us crowded against the bus windows to watch as they gave the woman the precious bundle of food. She thanked them again and again, pressing her hands together in a gesture of respect. The ministry team prayed with her and tears streamed down her face as she thanked them again, tucked the food under her arm and pressed the tract to her heart, then disappeared in the crowd.
Back on the bus it was quiet again, save for a few scattered sniffles and sobs as each person processed what had just happened. As for myself, all I could think of were Kyle's words, "Maybe not all of them. But we can feed this one. We can feed this one. This one." The words played over and over in my mind.
I know in my own life I have let the vastness of things overwhelm we. There are so many people waiting to be fed God's Word that sometimes it seems impossible. In the back of my mind I hear that voice saying, "It isn't possible to feed them all." I pray that next time God will give me strength as I remember Kyle's words and answer back, "No, maybe not all of them. But I can feed this one."