Today at work, we had a late Thanksgiving lunch. There were tons of leftover and even after splitting up the food there was still an untouched pan of Brussels sprouts left. I took the pan of Brussels sprouts with me to give it to a homeless person. While driving, I was on the search for someone on the street, the ones I usually avoid all eye contact with. Finally, about 10 minutes away from home, I finally saw someone. I stopped and offered him the left over. He was so grateful to have the food, it didn’t matter what it was. I don’t know how long he was sitting there hoping for someone to give him food, but it really made me think. Had I not seen him, I would probably have just thrown the food away.
Though I love Thanksgiving as an occasion for family and friends to be together, I realized how much we overindulge ourselves on food and material things. We eat until we want to puke and then we go and buy all the fancy new things that we think we need.
If you have read The Hunger Games, I feel like one of the superficial Capitol citizens right now. I have the luxury of not having to worry about when or where my next meal will be. I throw away tons of food because I am too full to finish it. I bought tons of pretty things I don’t need because they were on sale. Something that means nothing to me, something that I can discard without second thought means so much to someone else.
In my day to day life, I am guilty of living this way. I hope that I can remember to treasure the little things I take for granted and share them with those who truly need it.
Food for Thought.