The Hunger
“Here is a boy with five small barley loaves and two small fish, but how far will they go among so many?” ~ John 6.8-9
I often wonder about that boy, the one with the five small barley loaves and two small fish. I bet he was small too, that most days he felt like a boy and hated it, that most days he would’ve done anything to feel larger than his life, larger like a man. So when the opportunity opened itself on that picturesque hillside with plenty of grass the small boy flung himself at the chance to sacrifice not because he was young and altruistic but rather he was old enough to have tasted the desire to prove himself, to stand out somehow from the swelling, swallowing crowd. He prayed: if just for this moment, life, let me be grand.
When God touches our insignificance…
After working with thousands of children, teens and young adults for so many years, in some of American’s great churches, it is always wonderful to be reminded of the strength and insight God has placed into the hearts of minds of his younger trophies of grace. Thanks John, for bringing this back to the forefront of my mind.
The very text I wrote about this week. Thank you for the reminder to put myself in the place of every character in that narrative, perhaps the smallest person first of all.