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In those days when there was again a great crowd without anything to eat, he called his disciples and said to them, “I have compassion for the crowd, because they have been with me now for three days and have nothing to eat. If I send them away hungry to their homes, they will faint on the way — and some of them have come from a great distance.” His disciples replied, “How can one feed these people with bread here in the desert?” He asked them, “How many loaves do you have?” They said, “Seven.” Then he ordered the crowd to sit down on the ground; and he took the seven loaves, and after giving thanks he broke them and gave them to his disciples to distribute; and they distributed them to the crowd. They had also a few small fish; and after blessing them, he ordered that these too should be distributed. They ate and were filled; and they took up the broken pieces left over, seven baskets full. Now there were about four thousand people. And he sent them away.
I find that I’ve been using the word “enough” a lot lately, and rarely has it been in a good sense. I mean, usually I say it after one more twittered whine coming from either the presidential winners and losers. Or I say it after listening to complains coming from folks who’ve focus one particular thing I’m doing but half are telling me I’m not doing it enough while the other half are upset that I’m doing it at all. And of course, I say it after my dog, Coco, barks for thirty seconds straight just to let me know that she needs to go out. In each of those situations, if you’re within earshot, you’ll probably hear me say, “I’ve had enough” or “Enough already” or, when I’m really frustrated, just “Enough.” And when you hear me say it, you can take it to the bank, brothers and sisters, I mean it.
But this passage reminds us that there’s another kind of “enough” of which we should never lose sight. You see, when it comes to God’s love and grace, there’s always more than enough to cover everyone with plenty extra. And in an age when we’ve become almost paranoid about protecting what belongs to us from “them”, and we’ve justified not sharing anything to “them” at all, I think this is something nice to remember.