During my visits to relatives in the
Czech Republic, someone in the family left the house early every
morning before breakfast to bicycle to the neighborhood bakery. They
returned with exactly the number of still warm, freshly baked, large, round,
fragrant loaves of rye bread the “Babicka” (grandmother) of the
home ordered to provide for her family and any guests or relatives
expected that day. No more—no less.
And all the bread that came through the
door that morning was consumed that same day. Baked without preservatives,
the next morning she would not consider serving yesterday's bread,
the leftovers. It would have become hard and stale, inedible. Perhaps
it would be fed to the chickens. Nothing rivaled the fresh bread
we consumed at breakfast, still warm, spread with home churned butter
and preserves from their own orchard. It was always accompanied by
freshly ground and brewed coffee with heavy cream from their own
cows.
I got so fond of eating that bread that the morning I left for my flight home, my relatives bought me a fresh one, packaged it up, and I carried it as hand luggage on board...the fragrance permeated the plane. Unfortunately, by the time I arrived home, the loaf was as hard as a rock!
I got so fond of eating that bread that the morning I left for my flight home, my relatives bought me a fresh one, packaged it up, and I carried it as hand luggage on board...the fragrance permeated the plane. Unfortunately, by the time I arrived home, the loaf was as hard as a rock!
It is the same custom in the Land of the Bible. Fresh bread is expected daily. In the prayer Jesus taught His
disciples, He told them to ask our Father who is in Heaven, “Give us this day our daily
bread...” (Matthew 6:11).
It is a petition with a double emphasis: “this day” and “daily” bread, to be sure we get the point. It was a
reference to whatever describes our current day's needs, not only for
food but whatever is needed to sustain us in any culture. Equally it pertains to
Himself, since Jesus declared, “I am the bread of life that came
down from Heaven.” A flashback to God's provision for the
Israelites in their wandering through the wilderness toward the
promised land. That bread (or manna) divinely provided had to be
gathered daily—not too much, not extra in case of lack tomorrow because it would spoil by the next day. It
was meant to be used up “this day” and “daily.”
It made me wonder whether the
miraculous multiplication of the loaves to the multitude by Jesus
might not have been a double miracle. The multitude had already been
with Jesus attentively listening to His life-giving words for three
days (Matthew 15). I'm trying to get my mind around the logistics of that! If the people had initially brought bread with them, they
would already have consumed it all, since they probably had no
intention of being away from their homes so long. (The "bread" they would have brought would not have been the large loaves my Czech relatives relished, but probably small bun-like loaves or small flat breads. And doubtless the fish were more like sardine-size.)
It was obvious that the people would have been nearly starving and in danger of fainting. The disciples had obviously taken a survey of what was available and came back to report to Jesus that all that remained was the remnants of one young boy's lunch, which for some reason he had not finished. Perhaps his mom had been overly generous when she slipped it into his lunch bag. By now what he offered Jesus would probably have been hard and stale.
It was obvious that the people would have been nearly starving and in danger of fainting. The disciples had obviously taken a survey of what was available and came back to report to Jesus that all that remained was the remnants of one young boy's lunch, which for some reason he had not finished. Perhaps his mom had been overly generous when she slipped it into his lunch bag. By now what he offered Jesus would probably have been hard and stale.
Do you think that when Jesus multiplied
the boy's bread, He multiplied it into more stale bread?
Wouldn't you suppose that He multiplied the bread fresh and fragrant for the people? Surely two miracles would not have been too many.
Would not the bread Jesus multiplied have been the best both in quantity and
fresh quality?
I'm still pondering why Jesus insisted
on the disciples gathering and conserving the leftovers which were
many. What did He want done with the leftover baskets full? Did He
perform still a third miracle to divinely preserve the leftover bread
fresh as Wonder Bread and other brands that use additives to
retard spoilage? I am only speculating and will wait to ask for an
explanation directly from Jesus someday in Heaven.
The point is, however, that Jesus instructed us to pray each day for the provision of “this day” our
“daily” bread, for the supply of our various current needs of sustenance
and of Himself. He makes available to us everything that we need for
our present moment, for today. What He gives us is ample, abundant, and
generous and meant to be used up this very day. His marvelous grace
is available for today. Tomorrow He wants us to repeat our prayer
because there is a bountiful, sufficient supply waiting for us tomorrow and
the next day—always available daily and not in advance! He
wants us to trust Him without seeing the provision for tomorrow.
Do I trust Him in this way?
Do I trust Him in this way?
FRESH BREAD
A fresh touch from You
I long for it, Lord!
My spirit grows stale
since I'm so fond of trying to
eat
yesterday's bread or
spiritual glazed donuts
and junk food.
Each day I need to
taste
fresh Bread of Life
prepared by Your hands
in the early morning
baked upon a charcoal
fire
as You provided
breakfast
fish and bread
generously spread
for those who followed
You
beside the Sea of
Tiberius.
Give me this day my
daily bread
Homemade Bread of Your
Word
prepared by
nail-pierced hands
kindling love in me
while I am fed.
Since I belong to You
I cannot live on
instant food
no, cannot walk or work
sustained by man's
baked goods alone
even if freshened in a
microwave oven.
I must have Your
wholesome Word
delivered fresh each
day
from Your heart to
mine.
Only that will nourish
me.
“When they got out upon
the land, they saw a charcoal fire
already laid,
a fish placed on it and
bread...
and Jesus said to them,
'Come and have
breakfast.'” (John 21:9, 12)
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