There is a feast that forever mends in length – it grows greater, richer, fuller. The longer it goes, the greater it grows. The more this feast is partaken of, the more there is to partake of.
“And they did all eat, and were filled: and they took up of the fragments that remained twelve baskets full” (Matthew 14.20).
“…And (He) took the five loaves, and the two fishes, and looking up to heaven, He blessed, and brake…”
Wonderful mystery. Christ’s hands break the loaves, and suddenly a great increase takes place.
This reminds us of His words to His disciples at the feast of the Passover before He suffered. Here is Paul’s account of it.
“…The Lord Jesus, the same night in which He was betrayed, took bread;
And when He had given thanks, He brake it, and said, Take, eat, this is My body, which is broken for you…” (1 Corinthians 11.24).
How can this be? It is the wondrous power of resurrection life at work. Jesus said on the eve of the Cross, “Verily, verily I say unto you, Except a corn of wheat fall into the ground and die, it abideth alone: but if it die, it bringeth forth much fruit” (John 12.24).
Let us remember this in the midst of our own trials and sufferings — our own breakings. Let us be assured of the wondrous power of God in the mystery of the Cross of Christ. The Cross of Christ is that wondrous way by which God, in His great wisdom, brought to naught the power of death.
For, what is falling into the ground and dying to a seed?
When we keep our hearts aright — when we stay in the loving hands of our Lord — nothing can rob us of our place at this ever-increasing Table… where we are both guest, and, in His hands, the bread He breaks for others.