September 25, 2022
God supplied it. But He didn’t just provide a miracle on a mountainside. He gave them a fragment of the experience to take home. You see a piece of yesterday’s miracle can feed your lonely soul in today’s valley. With the crowd the crumbs don’t mean as much, but when you are by yourself in the burdensome sun-soaked desert, the crumbs of a miracle memory feed the soul. Don’t forget what God did for you last year; it may encourage you through today’s storm. Don’t forget the provision God miraculously provided last week; it may be the spiritual groceries you need now in the scarcity of a depressed emotion. You packed joy in last week’s service because the tears of today are very real, very relentless, and very painful.
Divine leftovers. Something to dine on later. A promise that keeps on giving. A hope that grows more when you use it. A faith that increases the more you exhaust it. Don’t leave the leftovers in the field of complacency. Grab them. Gather them. Store them. Seize the encouragement. Put them in the inventory of your testimony. And remember that the miracle bread was broken from something else to fee you; so your brokenness can be bread for another, not just isolated bitterness in yourself.
You know there are those Divine moments that stick with you. You can’t get over them. They linger in the deepest regions of your heart and soul. They smolder on in the recesses of your spiritual man, a consuming reminder of a powerful Hand that touched you; changed you; transformed you from distressed to blessed. These are the fragments of the supernatural that remain. It is the lingering piece of a miracle moment. Listen now…