Last Wednesday, some of us went to Feed My Starving Children (FMSC.) We arrived all in one piece thanks to Greta’s amazing driving skills. We were told to fill out a form and then put on hairnets and an apron. Then we were introduced to the place and we watched a movie about how Feed My Starving Children is having an impact in the world. Next, we were instructed about how to package the bags of food. I was the person that would put the bag under the chute and I also put the rice in. After we were done, we cleaned everything up and had a sample of what the food tasted like. Then we left for college.
Volunteering at this place was an experience unlike anything else that we have done so far this semester. The only other time where we have actually helped people in need was at neighborhood house. Just like at neighborhood house, we sacrificed our time to get to know immigrants so that they could practice their English. At FMSC, I also got to know the people I was helping by packaging their food. Every time I put a cup of rice into the bag, I thought about how someone was going to have some food for a day. I always wondered if I should put some more in just so that they may have one more swallow of food. I got to know those starving people by being their cook.
When I was thinking about if I was putting enough in the bag or not, I was asking myself, what if they need just one more bite? I have the power to give them one more bite so I should make sure I put as much rice in as allowed. Even though it was a matter of only 20 mg, I was thinking about this. Sometimes I feel like I’m starving. I realize that I am also a child and that I too need to be feed. Maybe not always with actual food, but with spiritual food. I guess one way to being feed spiritually is to feed others.
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