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Multiplying loaves and fishes again? Oh, me of little faith!

During those days another large crowd gathered. Since they had nothing to eat, Jesus called his disciples to him and said,“I have compassion for these people; they have already been with me three days and have nothing to eat. If I send them home hungry, they will collapse on the way, because some of them have come a long distance.His disciples answered, “But where in this remote place can anyone get enough bread to feed them?

“How many loaves do you have?”Jesus asked.
“Seven,” they replied.

He told the crowd to sit down on the ground. When he had taken the seven loaves and given thanks, he broke them and gave them to his disciples to distribute to the people, and they did so. They had a few small fish as well; he gave thanks for them also and told the disciples to distribute them. The people ate and were satisfied. Afterward the disciples picked up seven basketfuls of broken pieces that were left over.  About four thousand were present. After he had sent them away, he got into the boat with his disciples and went to the region of Dalmanutha.
The disciples had forgotten to bring bread, except for one loaf they had with them in the boat. “Be careful,” Jesus warned them. “Watch out for the yeast of the Pharisees and that of Herod.”

They discussed this with one another and said, “It is because we have no bread.”

Aware of their discussion, Jesus asked them: “Why are you talking about having no bread? Do you still not see or understand? Are your hearts hardened?  Do you have eyes but fail to see, and ears but fail to hear? And don’t you remember? When I broke the five loaves for the five thousand, how many basketfuls of pieces did you pick up?”
“Twelve,” they replied.

 “And when I broke the seven loaves for the four thousand, how many basketfuls of pieces did you pick up?”
They answered, “Seven.”
He said to them, “Do you still not understand?”

Ok, I know that was long, but did you read that?  Please do.

A few months ago, the boys and I began our school day reading the Gospel on Mark and one morning we read the above scripture.  I laughed, out loud, when I read "They began to discuss with one another the fact that they had no bread." (NAS translation). I  thought, "Seriously, guys, you just saw Jesus feed four thousand with seven loaves and you are worried because you only have one loaf for the 12 of you??  Wow, you ARE a hard headed bunch!"

Last year when I began the Run for the Little Flowers, Jesus feeding the five thousand was instrumental in getting me through.  I knew HE would make the run successful.  It was at that time, too, that my husband began to say things like, "I think God may be calling us to adopt," or " Why don't we do this run for our own adoption?'  At least to the latter question, I would reply, "If we are meant to adopt, God will multiply the fishes and loaves again. "

Yet, at this moment, I feel like those apostles, who, after just witnessing God perform a major miracle, feeding so many with so little, is walking along thinking, "Oh, crap,  I forgot the bread!  What am I going to do?"

But it isn't about me, is it?  It is about HIM. 

There are moments along this adoption journey that I wonder where the money will come from.  There are days, I trust that He will see it to completion, then there are days when I wonder if we will make it through the adoption process with any money left.  That may seem crazy to some.  Why do it if you feel that way?  And there are times I wonder that question too. But, it goes back to . . . this isn't about me.  It is Christ and His calling.  It is knowing, without seeing, that HE will lead this journey, that somehow it will all work out.  Not because of what I do or how I control it all, but because of the miracles He has performed.  Because of what He can do. Because of what HE will do.

So, today, I am asking for those hard-headed apostles who did not always trust in His provision, to pray for this hard-headed follower of Christ to trust just a little bit more too!


  1. Katie,
    I don't know if it's a hard thing for you to do, but could you maybe add a donation button here or on FB for people that would like to help you with the adoption costs? Or maybe host a virtual run again with proceeds going towards the adoption? I know God will provide for you guys, sometimes we have to work alongside Him though :)

    1. Colleen-
      We have plans in the works that I will share over the next few months. I would love to do a virtual run, but am conflicted because I am doing another run for Little Flowers. I would feel horrible if I did not do one for Little Flowers, but now sure doing two would be a good idea.

  2. Those things are coming Colleen! Before you know it, you will get tired of me asking :-)

  3. Regarding adoption fundraising, I got this link from one of the people in the Reece's Rainbow community:

    Let me know if/when you want to do an adoption fundraiser and I'll see what I can do to help.

  4. Hi Katie, my name is Gracie Updyke and I am the CEO of Gracie’s Gear. I wanted to share our kickstarter campaign with you and I really hope you enjoy the video. If you feel compelled, I appreciate you sharing it with anybody. Thanks for blogging. I LOVE this, it is beautiful!!!


  5. Grants! Your agency should have a list of grants you can apply for! And if not, I can get you the list I have from Holt! If I remember correctly, there is a Little Flowers grant!! With all the good you've done, I am sure that at least one organization would be willing to help you!!!


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