A Pocket Full Of Bread
This month, it is our familyās turn to help out in our churchās āKingās Kidsā ministry. As the girls and I were preparing food and serving the 80 children who rode the buses and vans last night, I had an interestingĀ incident that I thought I would share. I was standing at one of the tables and giving out seconds of sandwiches and cheese balls when one of the girls looked at me and said:
āHe put his sandwich in his pocket!ā
As I turned and looked at the boy next to her who was smiling, the rest of the conversation went something like this:
ME ā āDid you put your sandwich in your pocket?ā
BOY ā āNoā¦HE did!ā (pointing in the direction behind me)
I turned to see a little boy whose food was all gone and his hand raised for seconds. I walked over to question him:
ME ā āDid you put your sandwich in your pocket?ā
LITTLE BOY ā āNoā (looking rather guilty)
ME ā āShow me whatās in your pocketsā
LITTLE BOY ā (reaching into his empty left pocket)
ME ā āShow me your other pocketā¦ā
LITTLE BOY ā āThatāsā¦thatās my OTHER piece of bread and itāsā¦itās BAD!ā
As I looked at his little face, my āinvestigator modeā disappeared. You see, I remember when this little fella began riding one of our vans. I remember, way back when, seeing a frightenedā¦nervous little guy who literally shrunk back when spoken to. But, in recent months, Iāve seen this same little boyās countenance and demeanor change completely. Iāve seen him go from sitting slouched down at the table ā food untouched ā to sitting up on his knees and raising his hand for āanother sandwichā or āmore cheese ballsā. Iāve witnessed a big olā grin on his face that I truly believe isĀ a result of the love and acceptance he has received at Kingās Kids.
āOKā, I said to himā¦and as I walked away I wondered just what he was going to do with that piece of bread. I had no idea. Call me soft, but I just couldnāt ask him to give it to me.
Later on, that little boy would go into his classroomā¦bread in his pocketā¦and hear the Gospel preached once again. I thank the Lord for the privilege to be part of a church that not only gives these children bread to eat but most of all tells them of the Bread of Life!!
Having raised three of our own, I know first-hand the interesting thingsĀ with whichĀ little boys willĀ fill their pockets. From rocks to old keys to bugs toĀ bent nailsā¦itās no telling the ātreasuresā one may find. But, that little guy last night? To me, he will be known as the little boy with a pocket full of bread.
āAnd Jesus said unto them, I am the bread of life: he that cometh to me shall never hunger; and he that believeth on me shall never thirst.ā John 6:35Ā