Can't They Make Their Own Food?

A couple days ago I brought a family a meal. It was the third meal I'd brought someone that week. That's a lot even for me. I'm passionate about meal trains. If you send me a meal train, I will sign up. Sometimes I think that having young children limits the ways in which I can serve but I can always cook.

I'm the meal train coordinator for PWOC here. Meal trains were a huge part of the culture of our last duty station. When my youngest was born we had people bringing us meals for a solid month. It was wonderful and incredibly humbling. It's not as much a part of the culture here. I think we can do better. I think things will improve when classes start back and folks have the support of their class.

While we were driving my four-year-old asked why we were bringing a family a meal. "Can't they make their own food?" he asked.

I said, "Most of the time yes but sometimes people need help and we bring them meals. Having a baby is very tiring and taking care of a baby is hard work. So we bring them food to take care of them and to show them that we love them and that God loves.

We also bring people food is they're really sick or really hurt. It's hard to cook your own food if you're sick or hurt and or if someone in your family is. So we bring them food to take care of them and to show them that we love them and that God loves them.

We also bring people food when someone dies. It's hard to cook when you're really sad and sometimes you even forget to eat. So we bring them food to take care of them and to show them that we love them and that God loves them."

I'm supposed to set up another meal train. I feel like I'm doing this alone. Setting up a meal train is pointless if no one else signs up. I was thinking that maybe I wouldn't sign up this time. I'm a little burned out but then my own words came back to me.

Having a baby is very tiring and taking care of a baby is a hard work. So we bring them food to take care of them and to show them that we love them and that God loves them. And I started to tear up.

I'll go check my calendar.