Crumbs From the Table

Food scraps from the rich man’s banquet table often are a feast for poor hungry people. Old clothes or even those that have gone out of fashion can often be recycled and re-purposed for those with only bare threads on their backs. Cities have been built out of cardboard boxes and scrap lumber to provide shelter for the homeless.

The earth has enough bounty to provide food, clothing and shelter for everyone. Often, those who have less in life are more generous and more giving than those who have more than enough. The human heart has such insatiable desires that no finite good can ever satisfy. But if I just wait and join at the banquet that Jesus offers me, even just the crumbs from that table will sate all the longings in my heart.

Blessed are those who fear the Lord.
~ Psalm 128
Jesus went to the district of Tyre.
He entered a house and wanted no one to know about it,
but he could not escape notice.
Soon a woman whose daughter had an unclean spirit heard about him.
She came and fell at his feet.
The woman was a Greek, a Syrophoenician by birth,
and she begged him to drive the demon out of her daughter.
He said to her, “Let the children be fed first.
For it is not right to take the food of the children
and throw it to the dogs.”
She replied and said to him,
“Lord, even the dogs under the table eat the children’s scraps.”
Then he said to her, “For saying this, you may go.
The demon has gone out of your daughter.”
When the woman went home, she found the child lying in bed
and the demon gone.
Mark 7:24-30
 
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