I have spent the last week on a farm in Costa Rica, and two thoughts came to me when I was feeding the pigs:

1.  The slops we poured into the trough were so disgusting.  Peels, left-overs covered in bugs, and other miscallaneous things humans can’t digest.  The pig LOVED it!  But as I was watching the pig eat, I was reminded of the story of the Prodigal Son, who ended up eating pig food because his decisions had brought him to such a bad place.  Meanwhile his father would have had the best food at a table for him if he only came back.  It made me wonder, in what areas of my life do I eat pig food when God has so much more if I am willing to obey?
2.  The trough itself was nasty.  It reminded me that Jesus, the saviour of the world, was born in a manger-which also was used by animals.  What a humble beginning, and what a way for God to make a point.

Girls, Jesus died for us so that we would not have to eat pig slop.  He died so that we can live triumphantly, freed from the bondage of sin. But Jesus was also born in a manger, reminding us that we must humble ourselves before God and others. Let’s keep this in mind this week!

Michelle