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He’s not asking you to feed the 5,000

  • Writer: Sarah Trent
    Sarah Trent
  • Feb 20, 2025
  • 1 min read

Luke 9:16

“Then he took the five loaves and the two fishes, and looking up to heaven, he blessed them, and brake, and gave to the disciples to set before the multitude.”


Jesus isn’t asking you to feed the five thousand.


He isn’t placing the weight of the miracle on your shoulders.


He’s simply asking you to bring what you have—your loaves, your fish, your small and ordinary offering. The little that feels insignificant in your hands, the not-enough you’re afraid to surrender. He’s asking for that.

And when you give it—when you place it in the hands of the Almighty—watch what He will do.


He will take it. Bless it. Break it. And in the breaking, oh, what a wonder He will work.


What seemed meager will be multiplied. What seemed ordinary will be made sacred.

And the One who holds the heavens in His hands will lift your offering toward the Father, giving thanks for the gift you thought was too small.


Imagine it—our thrice-holy God, giving thanks for your little, because you trusted Him enough to give it.

And in His hands, the not-enough becomes more than enough. The small becomes abundant. The ordinary becomes a miracle.

You can trust him with your little lunch.

You can trust him with the breaking.

Because that’s when miracles are born.


 
 
 

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