No
one wants to live on crumbs. I know I don’t. However, I will admit there have
been times when it felt like that is just what I was surviving on~crumbs. I
wasn’t eating the fat of the land. I wasn’t lending. I was borrowing. I wasn’t
feeling like the daughter of a king. I was feeling like the beggar Lazarus. I
was barely keeping my head above water. And, I was a little upset that I had to
settle for crumbs. However, when I learned more about God, I learned more about
crumbs.
God
was teaching me humility. He was breaking my pride and self-reliance. He was
teaching me to lean and depend on him. I learned that God can bless crumbs. He can
multiply crumbs just as he multiplied the 2 fish and 5 loaves of bread.
Now,
just as the Canaanite woman begged Jesus to give her even the crumbs. I have
learned to thank God for the crumbs. Why? Because the crumbs that fall from my
master’s table are blessed. And, since I am his child, I will not eat crumbs
forever.
Matthew
15: 21-28
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