Bread of Life

I’ve posted the second installment in a series I’m calling Scriptural Lessons from the Natural World at Out of the Ordinary. 

My husband loved to take our children fishing, so they’ve understood since they were very young that when we eat fish, we’re eating something that was, not long ago, a living, breathing creature. My youngest son went bison hunting with his school class when he was 12 or so. They got their bison, helped butcher it, and served it fresh as bison burgers at a community feast. These children knew from experience that burgers don’t come from a fast food joint—ultimately, anyway—but from living animals killed so we can eat burgers made from their flesh.

Read all of Living Things Die So You Can Live. 

Comments

[Diane]

I hope everyone heads over to read these 2 posts.

My grandpa had a butcher shop when I was very young and we would walk through the old cemetery where his parents were buried to get to his shop. Then I would see all those dead sides of beef hanging on hooks - it made such a scary impression that I became a vegetarian as a young adult - until I learned what God had to say about such things. So glad you're doing this interesting series.