After service, during fellowship hour this past Sunday, I noted something I often see during any time when we share food and companionship – one last lonely little bite of food, sitting all by itself on a serving tray.
Now, I’m sure we’ve all seen this, often in the workplace: someone brings in some cake, or donuts, or some other treat. Everyone digs in until there’s just one piece left. Then eventually, half of that piece disappears, then half of that, then half of that, and this goes on and on until there’s such a tiny piece left that it is indistinguishable from the left over crumbs; or else the microscopic remnant finally turns stale and gets tossed out.
Why do we do this? Why are we reluctant to take all of the last bit, even when the portion we take is so small that we can hardly taste it, and leave an equally small portion for the next person!? It’s a very human thing to do, but also really kind of silly when you think about it. And yet, we all do it.