A Feeding

 

With just few small fish and a few loaves of bread,

A gathering before the Lord is fed,

Love takes what is few and with thanksgiving,

Breaks the food that all will be receiving,

Bread and fish is what Love is offering,

A meal of Love, fully satisfying;

In Love’s presence, they ended up fasting,

Now Love Himself, offers them a feasting.

 

With just a few hands and just a few feet,

Love is able the hungry’s needs to meet,

With just few servants, Love has no regret,

Food before the crowd is lovingly set;

Servants of God, their Master obeying,

In the Spirit’s strength, complete Love’s serving;

As thousands of people, not one left out,

Feast on Love’s food, this is what Love’s about.

With just few servants who accept Love’s call,

Many weak followers won’t collapse and fall,

As Love makes adequate His precious few,

Empowering them to satisfy you.

If you are threatened by a physical need,

Will you hear and to the voice of Love heed?

Sit down and make yourself comfortable,

My few will spread before you Love’s table. 

Amen!