The Son of God, but He has not yet wrought a miracle. He lived on our street. The temptations that came to Him were not with hoofs and horns, labeled for instant recognition. It is proverbial in business that one must heed them if he would be successful. This brother-man of ours met the temptation to make bread of stones promptly and decisively, met it out of the sacred Scriptures.
Bread is the symbol of all good things that come to the lives of men.
God's way of getting bread is the way of patient toil, the way of ploughing and sowing and reaping. A beautiful way, a holy way. A way that, rightly followed, would turn the world into a temple, toil into worship, and reaping into a chorus of hallelujahs. God's way makes partners of toil and intelligence. The more crude instruments are dropped here and there on the upward path of progress.