Imagine this: A national (or world) disaster, on a scale you've never seen before, wipes out all power across North America. The government, disaster relief, and local food kitchens have been entirely overwhelmed and all stores have been looted. Luckily, you've stored up, and have food for at least six months for you and your family. Bravo! Give yourself a round of applause and enjoy recipes from the book: "1000 Delicious Uses for Wheat, Pickles and Pears". Time passes, though, and your neighbors begin to run out of food. Pretty soon people begin to show up at your doorstep. They see that you're not yet gaunt with hunger and begin to ask you for food. What do you do?
This idea didn't ignite spontaneously. Rather, it was lit by a spark from a blog I read from time to time called Times and Seasons. The specific post can be found here. It's a cute little story, but entails serious ramifications. What would YOU do if people began to come to you for your food in a situation like that? Do you share all you have, knowing full well that it will only feed you and your neighbors for a week at most? Or do you try to try to turn them away? When they show up with guns (an awful thought, but a likely event) do you crank out your own arsenal and start capping people? As a teenager, I remember thinking I'd have a gun for such situations, but as thought about it tonight, I've come to another conclusion:
Killing over food is stupid. Why not share what you have? Yeah, it would be a severe test of faith to do so, knowing that you, your family, and everyone else involved would likely starve within a few weeks if no more food is found. But would you rather put your afterlife in jeopardy by killing a man over a food squabble? What's the trade-off? A few paltry months in your basement eating canned olives and oatmeal, sitting in your own refuse, with the moment you became a killer echoing endlessly in your thoughts.
I'm for sharing. It seems like the reasonable thing to do. These decisions come easy, though, to a man who has never in his life known true hunger. I guess it's good to decide now, though, so that when reason begins to disappear in the shadow of starvation, I'll know what to do.