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Topic: Potluck (Meal or Gathering) Deadline 7-26-12 @ 10 AM NY Time (07/19/12)
TITLE: It Was On That Day That I Believed
By Tendi Rice
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We continued to sit and listen to this man who spoke so elegantly and with so much authority, though he appeared very simple and obviously not from a wealthy background. His stature was tall and slim, seemingly well spent beyond his years, possibly from all the walking and missionary work he was said to do. Despite all this, his face looked kind and calmly, which probably explained the large crowd he always drew to himself. His words were plain and easy to understand even to the most uneducated amongst us, not to mention the numerous young people within this crowd. Many said it was because he had not pursued his education much as his parents could not afford, but that did not explain how his speech was also so articulate and well-expressed that even the most learned professors among us were bedazzled by his knowledge.
Notwithstanding that most people had no idea what they would eat or how they would make their way home in this state, the throngs continued to listen to him, catching his every word like water in a parched land. The mothers with young children were struggling a lot more as their little ones became restless, with most crying and complaining of hunger. The parents tried to quiet them down so they would not interrupt everybody else, but their children only got the more impatient, fidgeting and fiddling about continuously.
Once he finished the talk he was giving, he had a few of the men of his team to organize us to sit in groups. Everyone wondered what group activity he now wanted us to take part in, but unquestioningly obeyed, congregating in groups of about fifty. Something about him made you trust his every utterance, even when you did not understand it.
Once we settled down orderly, we watched him open a small portion of bread and fish, then look up to heaven and utter a Prayer, as was his custom. He then instructed his twelve followers to distribute this food to us. Given the many thousands of people that were here, we all wondered what that meant. A few complained that whilst the rest of us starved, he chose to make us watch him feed only a few of us. Other suggested that the elders, more recognized and honorable members of society would be given these small provisions. Yet others begged that they give the children who obviously seemed to be suffering the most.
We watched as his helping hands distributed the food to each group of fifty, giving to all and not leaving anyone out. We were utterly amazed that the miniature supplies were not dwindling. This man had been said to be a prophet, a miracle worker, a religious man and many other titles he had gone by. I had heard of his many works and seen people he had been said to have healed, but watching him make a potluck of five loaves of bread and two fish was my proof he was the Savior.
It was on that day that I believed.
Based on Matthew 14:13-21, Mark 6:30-44, Luke 9:10-17
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