I've always loved the story of Jesus feeding the 5,000. It is packed full of nuggets for this heart of mine...
I'm challenged by the little boy who offered his meager lunch, confident that it would be worth something in Jesus' hands.
I’m encouraged that the disciples' lack of faith didn’t hinder God from doing something extraordinary.
I’m reminded that I’m only responsible for my response to the Lord’s promptings. I’m not responsible for actually making anything happen.
I’m thankful that Jesus didn’t feed the crowd just enough. He gave them “as much as they wanted”. What He offers me is always abundance.
I'm aware again that God doesn't waste a thing. While I don't know what Jesus did with the extras, there was definitely a purpose for them: "Gather the leftovers so nothing is wasted." He redeems even what appears to be a total waste.
When I’m willing to place my mere fish-and-loaves life into Jesus' hands, miracles happen... So today I choose to actively trust Him with the crumbs of just me...