God was feeding them.

That’s what I thought as I sat there at the rescue mission looking at all the hungry men, women and children.  Maybe not where they wanted to be but I was awed at God’s provision.

Jesus was feeding them.  Maybe not the miracle of loaves and fishes, but still something to cause me to bow before and praise my Father in heaven.

A good solid meal provided by the mission but ultimately, providentially provided by God himself.

That’s how I saw it Tuesday evening.  A gracious and loving Provider giving daily bread to his human creation.

And I must worship you, O my God!

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