Happy New Year (almost) from 30 Hour Famine!


By Emily Robbins

Happy New Year from the 30 Hour FamineI experienced my first 30 Hour Famine when I was 19 years old.  I drove a couple hours to spend the weekend with my best friend in college and she was doing this thing called a Famine with friends from her church. It was also a lock-in.  I wasn’t really sure what I was going to, but I figured there would be guys there all night long!  How could that be bad??  I remember playing Frisbee and watching a video about a little kid who needed food. I also remember wanting to help.  I was moved by the Holy Spirit that weekend to want to do more for children in places that I may never visit.  It messed with me.  I have never been the same.

It is now almost twenty years later and that 30 Hour Famine experience continues to impact my life. I lead the Famine for my youth group every spring and watch them realize just how much we have and how easy it is to share.  We will never know what praying for children who don’t have food will do to the hearts of our teenagers.  We also won’t know how the money we collect helps children and family around the world.

I also have the opportunity to sponsor a little girl named Emily in Zimbabwe. She and I exchange letters and pictures periodically and I love seeing her grow up and grow stronger. I pray for her and she prays for me.  I love that I am connected to her. I love that she is teaching me about God’s grace and provision. I love that knowing her messes with me.

I pray that every one of you have multiple experiences planned for your teenagers in 2016. I especially pray that the 30 Hour Famine is one of those experiences!  If you have never participated before – expect to change and hopefully become grateful for what we have and never take it for granted.

If you HAVE participated before, please look at it with new eyes this year. Get excited!  Pray to experience it the way your teenagers experience it for the first time. We have the opportunity to impact them in a way that could still be messing with them in 20 years.  Who knew when I went to a 30 Hour Famine when I was 19 years old that I would still be involved. I choose to not eat for 30 Hours so that others can – over and over again: so much so that it has become a holy ground for me.