From fork to mouth, often without really thinking deeply about the realities of provision, I eat. I know (somewhere solid and certain), in my head, that God has provided this food for me. His provision is a gift. But, how often is that provision a miracle? How often do I miss the miracle of His gifts?
Reading together as a church Sunday morning in Mark 6:30-44, we were reminded of this truth of miraculous every-day-provision. Jesus sees a hungry crowd and His very hungry disciples. He knows they are in need. Jesus sees this, not with disdain or as a bother, but with compassion. He gets it. He gets it and then He does something about it.
"He knows you need these things!" (Luke 12:22-34)
Jesus takes a few loaves and some fish and feeds at least 5,000 mouths. All the while, the crowd is told to sit down and eat. Eat and enjoy! Be satisfied. So, they do. They sit and have a nice little picnic, food slowly-but-surely distributed among them. In reality, they don't have a clue what is going on behind the scenes. We get no indication that they are told that Jesus just miraculously expanded a few loaves of bread by, at least, 1,000 times. They just miss it. Hand to mouth provision and they don't see a thing. They just eat.
Sitting comfortably, eating until they are satisfied... they simply enjoy a meal. They enjoy a miracle and haven't any notion that heaven just moved and laws of nature shifted to provide the food that warms their stomachs. They miss the miraculous.
How often are the heavens shifting for my belly, I wonder? ...for my hunger and my thirst?
I don't want to miss it. Open my eyes, Lord. I want to see more! Help me to see Your miracles every day. Help me to walk aware and in awe of your daily provision of bread. You are my good, good Shepherd.
"Blessed are you, Lord our God, King of the Universe, who brings forth bread from the earth." ~Jewish Prayer