Jeremiah 15:16 Your words were found, and I did eat them; and your word was unto me the joy and rejoicing of my heart: for I am called by your name, O LORD God of hosts.
Chewing the Bread of Life
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Monday, August 17, 2015
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A True Story from my book Rescue the Stories Book One
A Bowl of Beans
When I was quite young, we lived a city block away from the
Rail road trains.I loved to run down to
the corner and wave at the engineer.They always waved back and blew their loud whistle.
There were men who rode the freight trains trying to get to
a different city perhaps to return to their home, or they might be looking for
work.We called them Hobo’s.I suppose today we would call them homeless
One day, there was a knock at our back door and a clean man,
neatly dressed in a suit told my dad that he was down on his luck and was
hungry.He asked if he could do some
work for us in exchange for some food.My dad took one look at him and invited him to come in and sit at our
A big pot of red beans was cooking on the stove and that was
to be our dinner.However mother always
cooked plenty so there could be some left over if anyone was hungry later.
Mother had just removed a huge pan of corn bread from the
oven and she began to slice a large portion for our guest.Our kitchen must have smelled like heaven to
that dear man!
Dad scooped up a big bowl of the steaming beans and set it
before our visitor.
It was evident that this gentleman was telling the truth
that he was hungry, because he ate those beans and corn bread with a
vengeance.I can remember as a small
child, watching him and thinking that I was glad he came to our house.
This was not the first man who had knocked on our door and
probably wasn’t the last one either, but my parents always fed whoever
requested something to eat.They did not
require them to work for it or to pay them money.For the hungry person it was FREE.
I am reminded that this is just like our Lord?When our spirits are hungry for God, He gives
to us freely because Jesus has already paid for our salvation by his death,
burial and resurrection.It is up to us
to receive what He has provided for us.
I am also reminded that the Bible tells us that when we give
to those in need, that we are giving as unto the Lord.It is the same as if we were presenting gifts
directly unto Jesus.
In another scripture, it says, that some have entertained
Wow that truly is an amazing thought!!
I suppose that we will never know on this earth, if we have
actually entertained an angel, but one day those secrets will be revealed to us
when we arrive in heaven.
In the mean time, as you have opportunity, do good unto all