our Daily Bread

My favorite sound these days is hearing the voice of my sweet son say the Lord's Prayer. His daddy has been say it with him since he before he could
even talk. It is a part of Daddy's bedtime ritual. Michael is also learning it at pre-school.

Listening to Michael repeat the phrases, or sometimes just what the phrases sound like brings me great joy. Such as "lead us not into temptation" sometimes sounds more like "me and gus go to the nations". But I get what he's saying and I'm sure God does. One of the parts that makes me so happy is when he says "give us this day our daily bread." I always pray that part with him. I'm all about the daily stuff, ya know.

Today in particular, we needed God to supply our daily bread. And we didn't just need bread, we needed a feast. We needed a bread and FISH miracle. And WE GOT IT! God gave us our daily bread, in fact, we got french toast - the really yummy kind. God heard our prayers to provide for us, and He provided more than we could have ever imagined. He gave us peace, He gave us words, He gave us time, He gave us freedom. We got butter, and syrup. It tasted so good because it was prepared by the ONE to which we say -

"And the power and the glory are YOURS, now and forever. Amen"