Enough for Five Thousand

sleeping city and mystery of grace

“It was the strangest thing – no matter how much they broke off there was always more. And more. And more. Enough for 5000.” From the Jesus Storybook Bible

There have been times when I felt like I outsinned grace; when I felt like there was grace for others, but for me? I had passed my limit. I had outsinned what God was able to forgive.

It’s ironic isn’t it? Because at heart it is my arrogance that thinks this way. That I am special and the sovereign God of the universe does not have enough grace for me.

But the thing about grace is that there is always enough and then to spare. There are always leftovers. Like the feeding of the 5000 where basketfuls of leftovers were collected; like Thanksgiving dinner when five days later you realize there is still turkey to be had; like Paschal Cheese – where there is more for the taking.  That’s what grace is like.

There is always enough grace. Enough to receive, Enough to give. Enough for five thousand.