The King's Bread

The King had food to give. 

But, the rich did not take it. They were self-satisfied. 

It was the poor that could not believe their good fortune.

 

 

 

The needy never say no to help.  I remember distributing sandwiches once to the homeless -- those that literally had one set of clothes and a box to call home.  They knew they were in need.  So, when offered help, they called themselves fortunate and took the offer without hesitation.  They knew they'd be a fool to let it pass them by.

 

I saw myself in their eyes -- not in the physical sense, but the spiritual sense.  I am a woman in need.  I'd be lying if I said otherwise.  And, the minute I admit that truth is the minute that I am able to receive the King's Bread.