By this time it was late in the day, so the disciples came to him. "This is a remote place," they said, "and it's already very late. Send the people away so they can go to the surrounding countryside and villages and buy themselves something to eat."
But he answered, "You give them something to eat."
They said to him, "That would take eight months of a man's wages! Are we to go and spend that much on bread and give it to them to eat?"
"How many loaves do you have?" he asked. "Go and see."
When they found out, they said, "Five--and two fish."
Mark 6: 35-38
I was reading the Gospel of Mark last week and was struck by how clueless Jesus' disciples were. They were with Him every day: watching Him compassionately heal a sick woman and raise a dead child to life, going out at His command to preach repentance and drive out demons, listening to His parables. When I got to Chapter 6, I impatiently thought, what SMALL faith these 12 had! They stated the obvious shortage of food and resisted helping from their own resources; Jesus took what was available and fed the crowd. Yet when He walked on water soon after, "They were completely amazed, for they had not understood about the loaves; their hearts were hardened." (6:51b-52) Wow, I evaluated, these guys really didn't get it.
Today I realized my own small faith: dwelling on a need instead of asking, but especially trusting, God to provide. My Sunday school lesson yesterday was on the Holy Spirit empowering Peter's faith and words at Pentecost--and that He empowers Christ's other followers as well!
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