“There is a lad here who has five barley loaves and two fish, but what are these for so many people?” -John 6:9
But what are these for so many people?
I spend my working hours in front of 240 teenagers, in groups of 30, for 55 minutes at a time every school day. So many faces, so many papers, so many big stories in hearts still young. There are tests to prepare for and grammar to learn. There is discipline to be doled out, second and third and fourth chances to be given. Does this matter, does my presence in this place make a difference?
But, Lord, what are these moments for so many people, for so many needs?
I come home to as many in diapers as I have hands. There are kids to be changed. There are meals to be made. Dishes to wash. Babies to bathe. The toys are never completely picked up. The laundry is never done. Someone is always hungry. How could this possibly matter–the slow and exhausting work of parenthood?
But, Jesus, what is my work for so much tiny unending needing?
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