Starve Hunger

DFC did 30 Hour Famine this weekend, and i am thankful that it worked out. it was a lot of fun, at least for the most part, and now it is weird to be eating again. our community service didn't work out though, so we ended up doing pretty much nothing this morning and waiting until 2 to eat. i dropped people off at their homes and we all fell asleep, then met back up at CiCi's to eat pizza.

what is amazing is how it worked out. we were supposed to lock-in in the middle school gym at school, which requires a faculty sponsor. what's cool is that the faculty sponsor we assumed we had couldn't make it, and to my dismay, i was ending up scheduling it at my house, though i didn't think my house was very fitting (nothing to do and small). the night before the fast started, in about a period of five minutes, it just so happened that a speaker was arranged to appear and speak and another house was added to the list before going to my house. the next morning, right after the fast had started, i was taking someone to school and mentioned that we were gonna go back to my house to watch a movie, when he said we could do it at his house, and that he had even asked his parents (though he couldn't have known about it).

so all of a sudden, it wasn't my house anymore. there was my friend's cool house where we played his N64 (mario kart) and had the speaker (someone i didn't know) and watched a movie. then there was my other friend's house where he had this own home theater kind of thing and we watched an episode of his dad on Jeopardy, the Longest Yard, and Indiana Jones whilst playing Risk. By then, it was about 1 and we went to the Burn. the Burn wasn't exactly what i had expected it to be, and i think i rely too heavily on events than on God to show up at the events. so went to my house and hung out, and to make a long story short, we went to sleep.

woke up and community service didn't work out. i think i screwed up talking to my friend, i think i will post about that at some later date. but anyway, 30 Hour Famine worked out in a way i couldn't have imagined. it was fun and i think it was meaningful, and it was a lot more than i had planned, and it hardly followed my plan.

one part of fasting is that it opens your eyes to those in poverty and makes it possible for you to relate to them, to understand what they might have to go through (though we still have it so much better, taking showers and having homes). it makes you love more - it lets you really begin to love those who have a problem of poverty. now, translate that to the rich, preppy school that is Holland Hall, which is where i spend a large majority of my time. and wherever i go, that is supposed to be my missions field - and so even though the people i'm around don't have a problem of poverty, they still have problems, they can still be going through their own famines.

if you really know how to look, you will look anywhere and be able to see brokenness in people. i heard you couldn't really see the hunger or the poverty in the homeless until you were there as well. so i think we have to humble ourselves and love others and make it so that we can see what people go through, so that we embrace their life stories. we will see what they have to go through, their problems at home, with friends, with school, with success, with whatever. i pray to meet people like that, people looking for someone to save them.

overall, we had a strong turnout, all to God's glory. everything fell together, it was great. and even if people couldn't make it, they still tried to do the whole thing - the whole fast. so many people i didn't even expect to do it actually ended up doing it. shows how much i know. praise the Lord. run the race.