Dear Abbey,

I am a missionary to an island which is to remain nameless for various reasons. My family and I have journeyed thousands of miles and many heartaches to be here.  We have come only in the hopes of converting even some of these destitute, impoverished, indigenous natives to the love and salvation of Christ.Over the first few months of getting to know these mostly bare and barbaric peoples, we had become quite bewildered.  They really caught onto the concept of Salvation and the Holy Spirit quite well.  But they kept looking for the Body of Christ.
So we took a few days and performed a few teaching seminars on the sacraments.  Unfortunately, at this stage in their Christian development, they just couldn't grasp the concept of wafers and wine.  (We were sort of relieved for now because of how they produce their wine.)Not too long after we held these mini-conventions, one of the natives came to us (we renamed him John) and asked to become a true convert,  but told us that he needed to eat the Body of Christ for this to happen.After much prayer and deliberation we finally realized that this poor jungle dweller didn't have a problem with the sacraments, but had grown up a cannibal, and that in this culture the spirit transfers through the eating of the body.  Hence the incurable search for the Body of Christ.Now, you must realize that we love these people with all of our heart, some of them even as a brother, (hoping that they had learned a new definition of loving us as brothers and sisters after we learned of their cannibalism), but to be able to bring the true salvation of Christ to them, this is such a great joy, and our love has grown so much more because of it.We ended up leading the villager who asked, through the prayer of salvation and the Lord's Prayer, and discussed with him the lack of necessity for his cannibalistic upbringing.  Can you even imagine our further joy when through all of this we had discovered that he was one of the elders of this small town.  Oh, to have that kind of influence on our side; this must be God.All of this is wonderful, I'm sure that you agree.  It has been a few weeks now and the Elder is fervently and unceasingly helping to bring his villagers to the saving Knowledge of Christ.  What a joy to be in such a time.Alas, we have one quandary.  We have become ever closer and oh, so much more loving of these people and are enjoying our stay here very much.  We have gotten to know the elder and his wife (we named her Kathy) a little better and have discussed having a celebration in honor of their new religion.  This is wonderful you say.  Yes it is. The quandary is that they would like to help with the menu.  What should we do?

Bewildered.