“Now when Jesus heard this, he withdrew from there in a boat to a deserted place by himself. But when the crowds heard it, they followed him on foot from the towns. When he went ashore, he saw a great crowd; and he had compassion for them and cured their sick. When it was evening, the disciples came to him and said, ‘This is a deserted place, and the hour is now late; send the crowds away so that they may go into the villages and buy food for themselves.’
Jesus said to them, ‘They need not go away; you give them something to eat.’
They replied, ‘We have nothing here but five loaves and two fish.’
And he said, ‘Bring them here to me.’
Then he ordered the crowds to sit down on the grass. Taking the five loaves and the two fish, he looked up to heaven, and blessed and broke the loaves, and gave them to the disciples, and the disciples gave them to the crowds. And all ate and were filled; and they took up what was left over of the broken pieces, twelve baskets full. And those who ate were about five thousand men, besides women and children.” ~
Perhaps we come to understand our own humanity best in the context of collective need. There are moments when every soul struggles simply to breathe, yet, somewhere between heartache and healing, divine love slips into the thin places of our lives … and gently waits. William Fitzsimmons once wrote, “She waits until her brokenness can break her.”
The biggest challenge is learning to recognize blessing in brokenness … and then praying that God will grant you the ability to envision a life that is good again. You will find that it really takes very little to be enough; the presence of the Risen Christ works in us, through us, and with us to feed the world with hope.