15 Now when it was evening, the disciples came to him and said, “This is a desolate place, and the day is now over; send the crowds away to go into the villages and buy food for themselves.” 16 But Jesus said, “They need not go away; you give them something to eat.” 17 They said to him, “We have only five loaves here and two fish.” 18 And he said, “Bring them here to me.” 19 Then he ordered the crowds to sit down on the grass, and taking the five loaves and the two fish, he looked up to heaven and said a blessing. Then he broke the loaves and gave them to the disciples, and the disciples gave them to the crowds. 20 And they all ate and were satisfied. And they took up twelve baskets full of the broken pieces left over.
It was simply a matter of mathematics.
It was a mathematical given that there would not be enough. Five loaves and two fish. 5,000 people. Even the morsels would have to be divided and then sub-divided and then sub-sub-divided.
This is probably why when polled 3 out of 2 persons there said they hated math.
But math wasn't the only discipline present that day. There was another discipline: the discipline of giving. "You give them something to eat," Jesus said.
And given up, released from one group of hands to another's there was blessing and math turned to mystery and dinner for 12 to 5,000.
It's a mathematical given. In our hands it's just five loaves of bread plus two fish. But given over and blessed by His hands it's enough for everyone with 12 basketfuls leftover.
There's math and then there's mystery; and in between there's the giving and the blessing.
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