the World Feast.

I am emotionally drained and because today was very tough as a whole..
We experienced a world hunger simulation called the World Feast.
I sat with a cup of rice and beans tonight.
While others ate a piece of bread.
and some ate a full five course meal, all right in front of each other.
Unable to talk to other groups or share.
It was so impactful. I'll never be the same.

I'm not bitter or angry. I'm not feeling guilty or ashamed. I feel like I hold SUCH great responsibility on my shoulders. Not to starve because others starve. Not to be sick because others are sick. But to LOVE OTHERS as MUCH and MORE than myself. This is so much greater than we see.

One thing the slide show (the one we watched before we ate) showed tons of statistics and pictures. True statistics. One that really stuck out to me said roughly, that we as Americans spend "said sum" of amount of money on going to the movie theater every year- but we spend, less than half of that feeding those that are hungry everywhere. The numbers went on and on, but each number has a face. Money cannot always be the answer.. but how we come across as loving those the same as ourselves when we invest our time and money into the things that bring no glory to God- or bring no love to others.

I pray that God continues to rip all of us apart after tonight.
We're broken.. we're not supposed to be whole in my opinion.
God can make us so much stronger and purposeful when we're weak, when we're broken.

One thing I am really trying to recreate within myself, is that I am not first an American, and then a Christian. But I am a Christian- living in a world of many identities and priorities that are not all necessarily correct. I'm first a Christian.. called to love ALL others as myself. It all starts with acts of kindness, with really loving because we have nothing else to live for.

Love Always, Allyson