Spiritual Practice

Spaghetti Supper

Cara-Marie Findlay

One Sunday evening, after cooking a pot of spaghetti, I decided that sharing it would be better than having leftovers for a week. Driving downtown and passing a park filled with homeless people, I got discouraged. I knew my pot of spaghetti would not feed 100 people or more. Still, I continued. I parked, found a place to set up, and invited the first person I saw to eat with me. His name was Greg.

By the end of the day, my little pot of spaghetti had fed thirteen people, including me; and some came back for seconds. Maybe it wasn’t quite like Jesus’ feeding the 5000, but it was still a miracle.

As you read Isaiah 58:6-9a, may the words of scripture jump out at you and compel you to act.

Homeless people are like you and me. They have names, stories, dreams, fears. One man, Lester, said to me, “You came, you invited us to eat with you, and you sat and talked with us. People throw boxed lunches at us all the time. But no one has ever eaten and talked with us. Why did you do it?”

I smiled and said, “It’s simple really. I love Jesus, and he loves us; I know this is something he would do.”


5-SECOND PRAYER: God, give us faith to befriend people who are homeless. Amen.

—from devozine (January/February 2016). Copyright © 2015 by The Upper Room®. All rights reserved.

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