Question for God at the end of the day

When I’ve said my good nights

and squeezed as much joy and productivity

out of the day as I could …

When I’ve left my tiny offering

of love on the table …

When I’ve fully recognized that everything I did

(even though it was my best)

wasn’t nearly enough

to heal this broken world …

When I lay down at the end of the day

and my heart longs to express more of itself in the world,

but my body is too exhausted to try …

When I reach my limits,

and my Spirit calls out from its depths to Yours …

What do You do with my last prayer of the night?

After dark,

when I’ve forgotten myself in the land of dreams …

Where do you deliver the grace I call for?

When my day ends and Your infinite power begins …

What do you do with the cries of my soul to Yours?

What do You create while I rest?

out of these raw materials, my petitions …

Who receives the grace of my surrender?

My sleepy trust in Your Divine Providence?

Will I ever have the grace to know?

Matthew 14:13-21 NIV Jesus Feeds the Five Thousand

13 When Jesus heard what had happened, he withdrew by boat privately to a solitary place. Hearing of this, the crowds followed him on foot from the towns. 14 When Jesus landed and saw a large crowd, he had compassion on them and healed their sick.

15 As evening approached, the disciples came to him and said, “This is a remote place, and it’s already getting late. Send the crowds away, so they can go to the villages and buy themselves some food.”

16 Jesus replied, “They do not need to go away. You give them something to eat.”

17 “We have here only five loaves of bread and two fish,” they answered.

18 “Bring them here to me,” he said. 19 And he directed the people to sit down on the grass. Taking the five loaves and the two fish and looking up to heaven, he gave thanks and broke the loaves. Then he gave them to the disciples, and the disciples gave them to the people. 20 They all ate and were satisfied, and the disciples picked up twelve basketfuls of broken pieces that were left over. 21 The number of those who ate was about five thousand men, besides women and children.

Jesus, In the same way that you had the power to feed an entire crowd with a few loaves and fish, You have the power to multiply our own humble offerings to do more good in the world than we can possibly on our own. In spite of our weakness and failings, please accept our small contributions of work and prayer, and by your grace, multiply our efforts to bless the world. In Jesus name we pray, Amen

Do you struggle with letting go, trusting God and accepting your human limitations in this broken world? Comment below, and I’ll be delighted to keep you in my prayers. 

Written by Nicky Gant for Copywrite 1/29/2019 

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