As the study sessions grow longer like the autumnal nights, it's easy for the DP student to feel despondent: summatives boil in iron vats of soupy rage on the forefront of their brains as the uncertainty of their future quietly threatens to burn over and spill its content on the backstove.
When the prophet Elijah was so despondent that he asked God to take his life so that he might die (1 Kings 19:2), the Lord met Elijah with gentleness by feeding him piping hot bread baked on stones that strengthened and encouraged him. Food is a metaphor of both survival and hope, and in challenging times like these, it is important that we slow down, give thanks, and bask in the joy of the people and delicious morsels of food that the Lord has blessed us with.
This Thanksgiving, we played some morbid Thanksgiving trivia, continued the rowdy tradition of Thanksgiving hymn "Count Your Many Blessings", and ate until every DP student and staff member was left in a post-Thanksgiving stupor. We hope that in moments such as these, our students can remember and know that they are cared and supported by the all powerful God who knows what we need-- even if it's just a warm loaf of bread (or in our situation-- Costco pizza)
