“Hangry.” New words have to be invented to explain the feeling of hunger. Ever worked in the food business? You will see people at their worst: hungry. Due to Addison’s Disease, my body is extra sensitive. It is better for me to stay on top of a healthy day, instead of trying to fix it after I have messed up. Example: If I wait to long to eat, or don’t eat the right stuff, my blood sugar will drop and I get this feeling: Hungry. Hangry. Craving. Intensity. Meanness. Stay out of my way. There is one thing my body needs and only one thing will satisfy. Food.
However, I’ve never been starving. Even in our newlywed poorness, I never worried that I wouldn’t have food to eat. With the price of food in America skyrocketing, I still have never thought, “Today, we can’t buy milk.” I have only heard and read about people that die of starvation. One book stands out in my education of the poor, “Kisses From Katie,” the story of a young girl that travels to Uganda and lives among hungry people. I mean starving people. I mean people that do lie down and die because they do not have enough to eat. I have never known that. I have never gone an entire day without food, absolutely never gone two days without eating, and I have no idea what it would be like to go a week with no food. It passes hungry. It is beyond blood sugar dropping. It is an intensity I’ve only read about.
Despite the physical, my soul has been in that state. Daily, hourly, my soul is hungry and my loving father feeds me: I have the security of waking in a warm bed. I know the joy of a seven year old playing with her beloved stuffies. Almost daily, I have time to sit and enjoy a back rub from my husband. I do not lack the love of family. Be that as it may, I have seen the other side. I have been starving in my soul. I have cried out when only one thing can fill my craving.
Then Jesus declared, “I am the bread of life. Whoever comes to me will never go hungry.” John 6:35
He wasn’t talking about sourdough or whole wheat. He wasn’t talking about turkey and broccoli and corn. There is something deeper. There is a starving when more than our bodies are in need. It is the spiritual, the eternal, it is our souls. Our souls that long for how things are supposed to be. Our souls that ache for the perfection they were designed for. Our souls that are so sick and tired of all the hurt and sin in this screwed up world.
I have been there. There have been times in my life when I had a home, I had a fridge full of food, I had a family that loved me, and it wasn’t enough. There was something deeper. There was a point when I realized I wasn’t in control, a point when I realized there was more to life, a point when I discovered who held the key to my achy heart: Jesus. And he called me to his table and I saw the feast that was set before me and I tasted and it was so delicious and he satisfied my soul like nothing else could.