32 Then Jesus called his disciples and told them, “I feel sorry for these people. They have been here with me for three days, and they have nothing left to eat. I don’t want to send them away hungry, or they will faint along the way.”33 The disciples replied, “Where would we get enough food here in the wilderness for such a huge crowd?” 34 Jesus asked, “How much bread do you have?” They replied, “Seven loaves, and a few small fish.” 35 So Jesus told all the people to sit down on the ground. 36 Then he took the seven loaves and the fish, thanked God for them, and broke them into pieces. He gave them to the disciples, who distributed the food to the crowd. 37 They all ate as much as they wanted. Afterward, the disciples picked up seven large baskets of leftover food. 38 There were 4,000 men who were fed that day, in addition to all the women and children. 39 Then Jesus sent the people home, and he got into a boat and crossed over to the region of Magadan. Matthew 15:32-39
Jesus knew. Three days, seventy-two hours is a long marathon.
Sorry is a weak word, compassion stronger. Jesus is compassionate.
Always sympathetic, concerned, perfectly kind, Jesus loved them, knew them.
The disciples didn’t understand who Jesus is. They, like us.
“We can’t possibly feed them.” Every hungry soul was fed.
Even the women and children ate, Jesus excludes no one.
And there were leftovers. Nothing was wasted, no one hungry.
The people wanted to make Jesus King. He ALREADY was.
King Jesus is compassionate. His love, knowledge and power infinite.
