17 January 2011

He multiplies

So much hunger
heartache
requests for prayer
flood and fill
all empty space
a beast, ravenous
crying, demanding
to be satisfied.

Small as I am
I face drowning
awash
in all that pain.

So I do the one thing
I can
I lift my hands
my prayers
tiny fish, broken loaves
an offering of thanks
to the One
Who can answer
in multiplied blessings.


This week our theme was Jesus feeding the 5,000 Matthew 14:13-21

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6 comments:

Alida said...

beautiful... I just love your writing!

jasonS said...

Ah, so good, Karin! Thank you so much. Beautiful words.

Glynn said...

He fed the 5000 -- and then there were all those leftovers, a representation, I think, of the blessings that overflow on top of us. Good poem.

Shelby said...

This is BEAUTIFUL. What a great way to start my morning.

Helen said...

Your prayers are very powerful HFF! His love for you is strong!

Mother Tracy Wells Miller said...

Thank you for this. I will be using it in a noonday Eucharist today during the sermon time. (The Gospel reading is John's version of the feeding of the 5,000.)

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