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Topic: FEAST (07/12/18)
- TITLE: The Piggy Feast
By Karen Lucille Gross
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But on with our story. The human who is typing for us is looking at us sternly again. Everybody knows that little piggies canâ€™t type. They donâ€™t have any hands. Oops! Back to the story! Type away, human.
The little piggies had never been invited to a feast before. The bigger piggies said that there were peanut butter sandwiches piled high on the platters, and corn on the cob! They loved cobs. They had never had one that still had corn on it!
Finally, they could see Farmer White, Mrs. Farmer White, their daughter Snow, and their son Off. They were carrying platters full of peanut butter sandwiches and corn on the cob. It was true, the little piggies squealed â€“ they really did come with corn on them!
But then, the Whites gave almost all of the sandwiches and corn cobs to the biggest piggies. The good stuff was only for the piggies who were already fat. The little piggies could only watch and wait for their leftovers while the biggest piggies ate their fill.
And eat their fill they did! They kept on eating until they were almost bursting. Then the middle sized piggies came for their share. They were the Sensible Ones. They ate until they were satisfied, and then they went off to their ballet class. Middle Sized Piggies tend to be a bit snobbish.
The Little Piggies ate the crumbs and the cobs without corn. It wasnâ€™t fair. The big piggies were always complaining about being fat. Some of the little ones died of starvation. Some of the Big Piggies felt sorry for the Little Piggies, but only a few actually did anything to help.
The Big Piggies are the North Americans who use up way more than our fair share share of the sâ€™s resources. Then we spend billions on diets and exercise coaches to try to slim down again. The gap between rich and poor was just as wide in Jesusâ€™ day. He told this parable about the hungry and the full:
â€œThere was a rich man who was dressed in purple and fine linen and lived in luxury every day. At his gate was laid a beggar named Lazarus, covered with sores and longing to eat what fell from the rich manâ€™s table. Even the dogs came and licked his sores.
â€œThe time came when the beggar died and the angels carried him to Abrahamâ€™s side. The rich man also died and was buried. In Hades, where he was in torment, he looked up and saw Abraham far away, with Lazarus by his side. So he called to him, â€˜Father Abraham, have pity on me and send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue, because I am in agony in this fire.â€™
â€œBut Abraham replied, â€˜Son, remember that in your lifetime you received your good things, while Lazarus received bad things, but now he is comforted here and you are in agony.â€
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