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This week’s FMF writing prompt is: FULL
Setting my timer for five minutes, and . . . GO.
When I lived in South Africa, I usually felt as if the year passed without a “real” Thanksgiving. I was often blessed to gather with American friends to commemorate the occasion — but because of the different ingredients available in South Africa, we rarely had the same dishes typical to an American Thanksgiving. And because the seasons are opposite there, it always felt strange to be sitting outside in shorts and t-shirts instead of bundled up in sweaters and slippers with the furnace running inside.
And yet, now that we live in the US, I look back on those occasions and realize the type of food we ate really didn’t matter. It was all about the people gathered around the table — or, as was more often the case, sitting in the same room with plates on their laps.
Now that we’re in the States, it’s so easy for me to look at the full table, overflowing with traditional holiday dishes, and to eat and eat and eat until my belly is stuffed to the brim — but am I really filling myself with what matters?
Am I taking the time to invest in relationships more than preserving tradition?
Full: Food, Jesus, and the Battle for Satisfaction
by Asheritah Ciuciu
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We sit at tables of tradition
and let the meanings pass us by,
a signpost leading to perdition
because we didn’t even try.
We fill our lives with busy longing
for the things we do not need,
and the soul-cry for belonging
is a voice we will not heed.
We chase the baubles and the bling
from antique stores to the mall,
and even given every thing
we would not rise above the Fall.
In the end, what should have mattered
is that for Him, at least two gathered.
For me, Thanksgiving isn’t Thanksgiving without lefse. But lefse means family—lots of them to help make it! It’s easy to get caught up in traditions and forget the real stories and the reasons.
Full:AT THE LADIES BIBLE STUDY AT GRACEPOINT CHURCH IN WHITELAND, INDIANA CHRISTMAS PARTY WAS FULL OF GRACE. WITH ALL THE CHRISTMAS DINNER,WOMEN AT ALL THE TABLES VISITING AND TALKING WAS EMBRACING GRASE AT THERE TABLE.I SEEN BEAUTIFUL OF THE SEASON. THROUGH JILL SINGING HEAVEN EVERYWHERE I WAS FULL OF GRACE AND EMBRACING THE SONG IN MY HEART. AS BEV WAS SPEACKING ALL THE WAY THROUGH WAS VERY GOOD AND WHEN SHE AT THE ENDING SAYING GRACE IS EMBRACING MY HEART WAS FULL OF GRACE.