The church was steadily filling up with people, which was quite unexpected in a small country church the size of ours. In fact, there were people who wouldn’t fit inside, so they stood outside around the church grounds.
We had invited a youth group to our church to do a presentation on this occasion. I had prepared two trays of tuna sandwiches, and some other good soul had brought another. Beside these, there were a few simple dishes, mostly chips and dips, and cakes and cookies. I did not see a lot of substantial food on the kitchen bar as I glanced over it. I automatically knew what had to be done. There was no way, by far, this meager amount of food would feed that crowd. There was no time to run home and prepare more, nor drive the twenty-four miles into town to “pick up something fast.”
I simply bowed my head to the Father. I told Him I knew the story of the crowd He had fed with two little fish and five loaves of bread was true. I asked Him if He would pour His mercy out on me that night, and perform the same miracle once more, because there were so many people who would be hungry later on.
Then, I went back into the church to enjoy the young group of kids, who had put all their heart and soul into glorifying God in a most unusual way. They were not playing around. They meant business.
Many hearts were touched that night, and it brought out a lot of things we normally keep hidden within, as if to “air” us from the inside out. There was much spiritual healing flowing around us.
When it was over, the crowd was invited to the kitchen, and I gracefully placed myself at the end of the line. When I reached the hallway that led to the kitchen, I could see the sandwich trays were still half full. By the time I reached the doorway, I had a great view of the room full of tables and chairs, and I noticed that all plates had sandwiches on them. Praise the Lord! I had to bow and thank Him right then. But here is the miracle. When I finally made my way to the kitchen bar, I took two sandwiches, and the trays were still half full, just as before. I made it a point to walk around many tables before finding just the right seat, so I could verify that no one was without food on their trays. No, amazingly, I saw sandwiches everywhere I looked.
I would like you to know, that I took two half-filled trays of sandwiches home that night. Now do you understand? He said He will meet our needs. ALL of our needs. I had a need that night, and I placed it right in His hands, and went on trying to do His work. That is the reason we were blessed. He fed the crowds that night with tuna (fish) and bread (loaves), just as He did on a hillside long ago. Thank You, dear Father.
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