Hunger! The feeling is foreign to me. I doubt I’ve ever truly been hungry in my life. Oh sure, I’ve had cravings from time to time and I’ve been hungry if I missed a meal for some reason, but I don’t recall ever feeling a pain deep inside that signals the need for food.
I’ve had my share of perceived need – of wanting something so bad I could taste it; but that’s not hunger! I’ve had an appetite for knowledge, a desire for success, a thirst for recognition and a yearning for respect, but that’s not hunger either.
I often wonder, with humanitarianism being so “trendy” these days, how it is possible not to get the right resources to the right place at the right time for those who are suffering the most. I remember when I was little my parents would say, “clean your plate, there are starving children in the world!”, and I would say, “well, let’s just send it to them then!” Unfortunately, it’s not that simple.
I have no answers. I don’t know the missing formula, but I do know that ignoring the problem won’t make it go away. Donate food, lend a hand, say a prayer, make a difference – not only at this time of year, but always!
Photo taken at the The Henry Doorly Zoo In Omaha, Nebraska.