From up Nazareth way, they said, son of a woman named Mary. A few fishermen, a tax collector, a group of nobodies like us. Men and women, he d let anybody who wanted to follow come along. But the crowd started following along the shore, and eventually those in the boat gave up and came in to the beach, and out Jesus came to us. It got to be late in the day, and we all were getting pretty hungry.
Food is scarce enough without having to give it away.
He says a prayer to heaven, breaks the bread and the fish, and instead of eating it, Jesus has those disciples pass it out to us . For us to eat. And you know the result, there was plenty to go around, we all ate and were filled, and there were heaps of leftovers. I m not so sure that Jesus was some sort of magician, who comes and does fancy tricks that last only until he blows out of town. Oh, we needed to be broken.