When you go out to eat part of the pleasure of it is that someone else does all the preparation and clean up and you just get to sit back and enjoy the meal. Others even clear the plates and bring you coffee.
When God paid for our salvation meals and a airfare were all included in the ticket. We have unlimited minutes inside our family plan.
But, Cleaning something up requires work. Relationships require ongoing attention.
Our provisions are free but who does the work in life?
"And when the day was now far spent, his disciples came unto him, and said, This is a desert place, and now the time is far passed: Send them away, that they may go into the country round about, and into the villages, and buy themselves bread: for they have nothing to eat. He answered and said unto them, Give ye them to eat. And they say unto him, Shall we go and buy two hundred pennyworth of bread, and give them to eat? He saith unto them, How many loaves have ye? go and see. And when they knew, they say, Five, and two fishes. And he commanded them to make all sit down by companies upon the green grass. And they sat down in ranks, by hundreds, and by fifties. And when he had taken the five loaves and the two fishes, he looked up to heaven, and blessed, and brake the loaves, and gave them to his disciples to set before them; and the two fishes divided he among them all. And they did all eat, and were filled. And they took up twelve baskets full of the fragments, and of the fishes. And they that did eat of the loaves were about five thousand men." Mark 6:35-44
Thank God for the people who clean up the dishes in the sink. The ones who walk the dog, put gas in the car and mow the lawn.
Thank you God for those who open the church and practice in the band and make phone call after phone call to make sure people know they are loved.
'Would you like a piece of bread?' they say... 'It was broken and blessed by the Master.'
Into the crowd they go. Wading through the ocean of humanity with the supply of bread and fish. Little humanity framed by fire but we are not consumed in it.
We can perform that same action and get used up. There is always another mess to clean up. But there is another way... a secret way. When we walk in something finished the supply is not cut off. We are not burning up a limited quantity of humanity. We live as sent ones and our shoes don't wear out.
We rest when the day is done but find a table set again when we awake. The journey is a long one... rest and eat.