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Thursday, July 31, 2008

If Only Food Really Solved All Our Problems

I have a friend that is hurting quite badly right now. So, as a friend, I am hurting as well. I've made myself available to listen, I'm empathizing and I'm praying. But what I really want to do right at this moment is make them a meal or bake some cookies.

Why is it that giving food is such a natural instinct?
  • A new baby arrives - we take the family food
  • Someone passes away - the church provides meals
  • It's a stressful time at work - the office caters brunch
  • I fell and have a boo-boo - eat a cookie
  • My heart is broken - eat a pint of ice cream
Food obviously nourishes us on many levels. Speaking as someone who's gone through more than her fair share of heartache over the past few years, I have to say that food really only coats the wound for a moment (and the hips for months).

But knowing that someone cared and wanted to take care of me with such a basic need somehow really does help me heal, albeit slowly.

Maybe the saying, "Time heals all wounds" really should say:

Time and the love of others heals all wounds.

1 comment:

  1. you gonna make me bawl again ... ugh. I actually have almost become the opposite. Friend passes away from breast cancer, lose 3 pounds in a week. Friend diagnosed with cancer (inoperable), lose 10 pounds in 1 month. Maybe it is because I am making stuff for the family and forgetting to take time out for myself.