Presence Devotion #5
Where the Magic Happens
Greg Attwells – Creative Pastor
Now Jesus called His disciples to Himself and said, “I have compassion on the multitude, because they have now continued with Me three days and have nothing to eat. And I do not want to send them away hungry, lest they faint on the way.” Then His disciples said to Him, “Where could we get enough bread in the wilderness to fill such a great multitude?” Jesus said to them, “How many loaves do you have?” And they said, “Seven, and a few little fish.” So He commanded the multitude to sit down on the ground. And He took the seven loaves and the fish and gave thanks, broke them and gave them to His disciples; and the disciples gave to the multitude. So they all ate and were filled, and they took up seven large baskets full of the fragments that were left. Now those who ate were four thousand men, besides women and children. (Matthew 15:32-38 NKJV)
You can’t give what you don’t have. Your input has to be greater than your output. In this story, the disciples didn’t have much to give and the truth is none of us do. The need is always greater than our capacity to meet it. It’s why Jesus doesn’t call us to ministry, he calls us to Himself. In His presence he asks us to hand over all that we have, which is a few loaves and fishes at best. Enough to get by, sure, but not enough to meet the needs of all the people. Here is where God does His thing. The very things we hand over, He gives back to us, but they look and feel different after time in His hands. He breaks them, pulls them apart, moulds them into pieces that work for people. He then asks us to go and serve. To give to others what he gave to us. We start offering our gift and we find that it doesn’t run out, it actually grows. The more we give, the more we have. Seven loaves turns into seven baskets.
The lesson is that your gift, your passion, your dreams, your heart… They need time in his hands. Jesus isn’t asking you to save the world, he is calling you to Himself. That’s where the magic happens.
Almighty God, in this quiet hour I seek communion with You. From the fret and fever of the day’s business, from the world’s discordant noises, from the praise and blame of men, from the confused thoughts and vain imaginations of my own heart, I would now turn aside and seek the quietness of Your presence. All day long I have toiled and striven; but now, in stillness of heart and in the clear light of Your eternal plan, may I ponder the pattern my life is weaving.