Chicken-y Epiphany

I was sitting on the sofa the other day just eating my lunch when I became suddenly, keenly aware that I was eating a dead animal. It grossed me out for a second. I had a fleeting feeling that maybe I should become a vegetarian. This was not the first time these thoughts and feelings have coursed through me.

But then it hit me. Regardless of whether I'm eating animals or vegetables, something has to die in order for me to stay alive. Sacrifice is always involved in our survival.

And, should I even go where you know I'm headed next? Yes, I think I will.

Because Yeshua made the ultimate sacrifice, we can live forever in the world to come...if we accept Him as our Messiah. (Just like if you don't accept food, eventually you die.) I don't think it's a coincidence that death and sacrifice are inextricably tied to our everyday lives. Every meal is a reminder that there was an even bigger sacrifice made on our behalf. Every day, we have (hopefully) at least three opportunities to remember Yeshua's sacrifice and be deeply thankful for His gift of life.