Sitting around sipping coffee and chatting, we fielded questions from our local friend, just as we always do. She loves to ask questions. A lot of questions. And we are happy to share with her. We have come a long way with our relationship over the past year.
She asked about our level of comfort here. About Zack's recent trip to the states. We talked about our kids. And about language learning. Lots of different topics, as well as questions about our work.
And then she asked it. A question no one has asked in the fourteen months since we came here.
Are you being fed?
Of course she wasn't talking about food. She wasn't trying to make sure we had enough money for groceries. No, our sweet friend wanted to know if we were getting what we needed spiritually.
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| Not totally related, but we have been working on feeding our physical selves better. I've tried lots of new recipes. Last week we enjoyed homemade black bean burgers on homemade whole wheat rolls. |
And then she asked it. A question no one has asked in the fourteen months since we came here.
Are you being fed?
Of course she wasn't talking about food. She wasn't trying to make sure we had enough money for groceries. No, our sweet friend wanted to know if we were getting what we needed spiritually.
Thankfully, we have found various ways to get spiritual nourishment. But what a thoughtful question. One we were grateful to hear. One I probably should ask more often to teachers, pastors, mentors.
And maybe even myself from time to time. Am I taking time to make sure I'm receiving nourishment? What good am I to my family, friends and others if I am weak?
And what about you? Are you being fed spiritually?
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