Today, I spent the afternoon reading at the beach, in the sun, while the Ruling Reddcub took hours worth of photos in both film and digital formats. It was a great day.
In the reading I am doing, I came across the parable of the loaves and fishes from the Bible. In it, Jesus was preaching and thousands of people came. As the day wore on into evening, it was remarked that being unprepared for so many, there was no food to feed the masses, and the Disciples wanted to shut down and send everyone home. Then, a peasant boy from the crowd came forward to offer the little food he had: a few fish and some loaves of bread. Jesus accepted the food and sent it out into the crowds, and somehow, there was enough for thousands and it was called a
Seems to me that the Miracle was not in the abundance, but in the fact that a peasant boy offered the last of his food for sharing because there was hunger around him. And then I reflected on all of the times in my life that I got by on the generosity of those around me who themselves had nothing to spare.
I pay it forward when I can, and from this cycle, I get a community. I love how that works!
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