Jesus, You needed me? In this crowded mountain field, You called me? Because I only have a little food here. Five barley loaves and two fish.
Crackers, really, and sardines. Tiny, broken, and limp.
You asked where to buy bread, that the people may eat. Andrew noticed I had a little. So now I bring it to You.
I’m sorry it took me awhile. I hesitated at first, and then I tripped a few times on the way. But here I am.
But I’m a little unsure. Will I have still something to eat? This is all I have, and it wasn’t much.
Others are watching me. Some with scorn, for I am small. Some with curiosity, for I am just a boy. Some with interest, for they are hungry. But most–indifferent. Oblivious to what I carry. Or even more, what You might do with it.
Here you go. Take it all. Can I watch?
You say You will feed many? How can that be, with only my little lunch?
Jesus, for what do You thank God before He even acts? For what do You need helpers to distribute so little?
From where does this all come? How can this be? The food multiplies before my eyes. There is enough for the thousands!
And leftovers even? In abundance? Twelve baskets full?
Who are You, Lord?
Lord Jesus, I gave you the little I had. And You did more than I can imagine. To feed Your flock. To satisfy them–not with my loaves but with You.
I praise You. I trust You. For with You alone, I am full.
Take my crackers and sardines again, Lord. And show me what You can do. I long for more.
More of You.
Hope and Be.Longing
“Jesus then took the loaves, and when he had given thanks, he distributed them to those who were seated. So also the fish, as much as they wanted.” (John 6:11 ESV)
Sharon Berg
Thanks Cheryce. For some reason I missed all of the Feb. posts. I just read them all. Awesome challenges. Love you, Sharon
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