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Do you like to share?

I don't like to share my orange.

Every morning I eat an orange. I cut my orange in half and then I cut each half into nine pieces. Today there were 18 pieces of orange on my plate. My husband came into the kitchen and asked if  he could have a piece of my orange.

“May I have a piece of your orange?”

“Yeah, sure.”

I always say no. Except for today. I let him have one piece. I didn’t want to share. I hate sharing my food.

I shared my orange

I watched him eat the piece of my orange. My words were kind, but in my heart I harbored resentment. Why doesn’t he just get his own orange. We have a fridge full of oranges. Why can’t he just cut his own. 

“Hey, this is really good. I want another one.”

Then he went into the fridge, took out an orange, cut it up and ate the whole thing.

My orange is like my faith.

If I don’t share my love for God, no one will know how sweet the friendship is. Will I share my love for God? Will someone see that the Lord is good and desire to know him more because I shared my faith?

Taste and see that the Lord is good;
blessed is the one who takes refuge in him.
Psalm 34:8

My husband  liked what he tasted and then he wanted his own.

Do you like to share? Will you share your orange?

Will you share your orange?



About Pamela Hodges

My name is Pamela Hodges. I am a writer and an artist. I write to encourage and to bring laughter. I paint cats, draw cartoons and write books for children and grown ups.

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  • Ditto Anastacia–love your analogy, Pamela! Great post.

    Now that you’ve got me thinking, I don’t particularly like to share food off of my plate. Usually the fingers that grab for my olives have touched “oly olies” (roly polies), worms, caterpillars, dug in dirt, or picked a recent booger. Ew.

    But daily I make meals and portion food for my husband and kids. Since 3/5 of my kids need help plating their food, usually I pre-set plates, portioned to fit the age/needs of each person around my table. Then, when my black olive appeals to a little one, I remind them, “Eat the food on your own plate.” 🙂

    However, I can honestly say that I love to share my faith. Thanks, glory, and praise be to God alone through the gracious gift of His Risen Son, Jesus–I live my faith. The more connected to God in Christ I grow, the less He can be separated from me, as in deep friendship.

  • Short and sweet, Pamela!
    Unless I cut and serve fruit or food, everyone will starve. So I cut oranges, and apples, and pears for the others and pick a piece from everyone because by then I am tired to cut my own fruit.

  • I love the analogy here, Pamela! I actually do share my fruit. Mostly with my 10 month old. Yesterday, I let her chew on my apple between bites. 🙂 I try to share my faith in the words I write. Thanks for sharing yours!

  • Lotta Wanner

    Beautiful! Thank you! 🙂

  • Loved this, Pamela! Simple, straight forward, fun, to the point…message received.

    • Thank you Rebekah. Thank you very much. Say hello to Minnesota for me. Please.

  • Girl you convicted me today!

    • Did you share your orange? And, where is your chocolate hidden?

  • No, I don’t like to share, but I would like to be good at sharing my faith, I’m so grateful for your beautiful illustration of how to do that. I did get a little hung up on why you cut your orange into 18 pieces though. I think that would be a story in itself.

    • Today I will pray that we find someone to share an orange with. And now for the rest of the story: I started cutting oranges up into tiny pieces for my children when they had smaller faces. The habit just stuck and it makes it last longer.
      When you come to visit, I will give you a whole orange to eat. And, if you say please, I will cut it into 18 pieces for you.

  • Wow!

  • Stacie E

    I am a notoriously bad sharer, particularly of fruit! Most people just know not to ask for fruit from me! I am sometimes a good sharer of other things. It’s actually something I’ve tried to work hard on, which I continue to work hard in. I wish us both luck!

    • Hello Stacie E. I will remember to never ask you to share your fruit. When I come to visit you and your cats, I will bring my own apples with me. I will share my pencils. I wish you the best of luck in your attempts to share.