Saturday, Bread Day

Sue writes:

Saturday is a day to do different things. This Saturday Jeff dealt with how to accurately present spiritual bread. I labored to make physical bread. I'll tell you about these things.

Jeff was invited to preach at an Assemblies of God church on Sunday. Two students at our college are part of that village congregation. It is being torn apart by quarreling, so the students asked Jeff to speak on Christian unity. He has been praying and asking God to show him what Jesus, the Bread of Life, wants this church to know about Himself and life in Him. We would appreciate your prayers for the Holy Spirit to unite this congregation.

While Jeff was working with spiritual bread, I have been kneading physical bread. Saturday is my day to make sure we have the food we need for the next week.

I start by seeing what our garden has ready for me to harvest. This week it was green beans, cherry tomatoes, celery, carrots, green onions and cabbage. Then I go to the open-air market outside our college gate. It was a joy to find pineapple, bananas, cucumbers, lettuce, and papayas there this week. Besides the usual sun, the extra rain that's starting to come has brought several new garden foods to maturity.

Those home-grown treasures have to be processed somehow. While my bread was rising, I chopped or grated the cabbage, carrots, celery leaves (Celery here grows lots of leaves and thin stalks.) and the greens of the onions into a coleslaw for tomorrow. The green beans and whites of the onions I cooked for lunch today. The lettuce will make a nice bed for some tomatoes, cucumbers and cold CLTC chicken breasts for dinner, and my bread will taste good along with it. Papaya is a nice finisher.

It's satisfying to work with the materials the Lord provides for us. Whether it's physical or spiritual bread we work with, we know all good things come from our generous God. We ask His blessing on our labor:

And let the favor of the Lord our God be upon us;
And do confirm for us the work of our hands;
Yes, confirm the work of our hands. Psalm 90:17