It’s like Instragram meets a game show. Picture:
Announcer: “It’s time to play….”
Audience, all together: “WHAT’S ON YOUR PLATE?”
And then there`s square, poorly lit pictures of people`s food, and you have to guess what`s on their plate, using as many adjectives and hyphens as possible.
See, sometimes I just want to tell you what I’m making for dinner, but I don’t want to be a navel-gazer. I’m bored of everyone going ON and ON about how hyper-local and grass-fed they all are. Having the energy and resources to worry so precociously about our food is a weird form of privilege. There are people who worry about ‘where did my food come from? pastures? slaughter farms? fairy labor?’ and then there are people who worry about ‘where will my food come from? the food bank? my tiny paycheck?’. Let’s try to not worry so much about our own plates, strictly, and also worry about our neighbor’s plates.
Hmmm, so this took a radical turn from where I was going. I was going to tell you about the pot roast I have in the oven, the pot roast with red onion and fennel and carrot and tomatoes and preserved lemon, to which I will add tiny potatoes.
There, I told you. Now let`s move on. Invite your neighbors over for dinner! Plant a row, grow a row. Give someone cookies. Let`s just look up, past our own plates, to the needs of others. Your love makes a world of difference to the shut-in, the hungry, the hurt, the lonely — basically, everyone.
“When the Son of Man comes in his glory, and all the angels with him, then he will sit on his glorious throne. Before him will be gathered all the nations, and he will separate people one from another as a shepherd separates the sheep from the goats. And he will place the sheep on his right, but the goats on the left. Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world. For I was hungry and you gave me food, I was thirsty and you gave me drink, I was a stranger and you welcomed me, I was naked and you clothed me, I was sick and you visited me, I was in prison and you came to me.’ Then the righteous will answer him, saying, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you drink? And when did we see you a stranger and welcome you, or naked and clothe you? And when did we see you sick or in prison and visit you?’ And the King will answer them, ‘Truly, I say to you, as you did it to one of the least of these my brothers, you did it to me.’ Matthew 25 (ESV)
Then Jesus called his disciples to him and said, “I have compassion on the crowd because they have been with me now three days and have nothing to eat. And I am unwilling to send them away hungry, lest they faint on the way.” Matthew 15 (ESV)