Do you like to share?
Every morning I eat an orange. I cut my orange in half and then I cut each half into nine pieces. Today there were 18 pieces of orange on my plate. My husband came into the kitchen and asked if he could have a piece of my orange.
“May I have a piece of your orange?”
I always say no. Except for today. I let him have one piece. I didn’t want to share. I hate sharing my food.
I watched him eat the piece of my orange. My words were kind, but in my heart I harbored resentment. Why doesn’t he just get his own orange. We have a fridge full of oranges. Why can’t he just cut his own.
“Hey, this is really good. I want another one.”
Then he went into the fridge, took out an orange, cut it up and ate the whole thing.
My orange is like my faith.
If I don’t share my love for God, no one will know how sweet the friendship is. Will I share my love for God? Will someone see that the Lord is good and desire to know him more because I shared my faith?
Taste and see that the Lord is good;
blessed is the one who takes refuge in him.
My husband liked what he tasted and then he wanted his own.
Do you like to share? Will you share your orange?
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About Pamela Hodges
My name is Pamela Hodges. I am a writer and an artist. I write to encourage and to bring laughter. I paint cats, draw cartoons and write books for children and grown ups.