Yesterday something unusual happened.
I had just picked up my curbside order when I noticed an older man holding a cardboard sign that read “STARVING”, so I pulled a hamburger out of my bag and offered it to him. To my surprise, he shouted things I could not understand and walked away angry, refusing the food. Danny and I just stood there in shock. We realized that maybe what he really wanted was not food, but money. Who knows for what.
Later, I kept thinking about it. How many people out there are starving, yet do not really know what they are starving for?
Maybe we are not that different. Sometimes we think we are hungry for one thing, when really our soul is starving for something else. Some ask for love, but when they are offered true love, they reject it because they prefer something shallow. Others cry out for salvation, but when it is offered, they say it does not interest them, because earthly “happiness” feels tastier.
It hurt to have a hamburger rejected.
Then I remembered Jesus.
How much greater the pain when the gift of blood is turned away?
And yet, His offer is still there. Always. Even when we do not know what we are truly hungry for, Jesus does. He is the only One who can feed the soul and satisfy the hunger that nothing else can touch.