Years ago, I took a group of youth to a church camp in Montana. One of the girls on the trip was well known as a “picky eater.” It wasn’t that she had food allergies (at least that we knew), but that she had strong preferences—and stronger aversions. So she packed her own food for this nine-day trip—seven in camp and a driving day on either end.
Due to poor planning on her part (or maybe ingenious planning on her mom’s) her week’s worth of food ran out on day three in camp. She more or less fasted on the fourth day. Then, for the last three days in camp, she began to eat what was put before her by her hosts. She eventually she tolerated it, maybe even enjoyed it! She was as surprised as anyone else that she could survive on different food than what she was used to.
Whether we eat manna from heaven or our own pre-packed comfort food, we can miss out on the bounty all around us, by sticking only to what we know. May we, like the Israelites, learn to enjoy the “produce of the land,” both literally and figuratively.
Let us pray: You provide for us, O God, either directly or through the people around us. Help us to appreciate all that our neighbors share with us. Amen.