Faith-filled Fragments

                      by Jalisa Wenger - Used by permission

With mother-eyes I see a multitude—

Five thousand hungry, longing to be fed.

The daily needs that dance across my list

Stare hungrily—they’re underlined in red.

I need to cook and laundry simply waits.

The children need their mother’s listening ear.

While spiders spin their webs above the door,

I pause to give a hug and dry a tear.

If I could soothe the pain of grieving friends…

Or meet some pressing need across the sea…

“Two hundred penny worth” —so small a sum—

When measured with the surging needs I see.

“Today I come with loaves and fish, dear Lord.

In faith I lay them in your able Hands.

For with Your blessing, they will grow

To meet—and far exceed—the crowd’s demands.

I give out jobs so each child has a part

In making dinner special for their Dad,

And while we work we sing their favorite songs

Then make a list of reasons to be glad!

"I want to reach and help the poor I can,"
I muse while hanging laundry on the line.
"But is the good I'd do in other lands
More noble than within these walls of mine?"

Twelve baskets full of fragments by my side.
I pause a moment to reflect and rest.
"Oh, Lord, I never dreamed of such as this!
In serving You, how richly I've been blessed!"