I’ve been on a journey lately, as a businesswoman and mother, asking the Lord what it means to “be fruitful and multiply.” As a family, our weeks are very full right now, so it works best for us if we meal plan on the weekend. Normally, we gather the kids on Saturday or Sunday and, together, we make all of their school lunches and prep for our dinners. This particular weekend was very full, though, and meal planning hadn’t even crossed my mind. Suddenly, our three kids were heading to bed on Sunday night, and I realized, “I haven’t planned at all! I haven’t prepared any food for our family.” At that same moment, my husband needed to leave the house to finish some work. I couldn’t leave our children sleeping alone to go to the grocery store, so I went to the refrigerator to see what I could scrounge up. Inside, there were three things: chicken stock, mustard, and three pieces of bread. Alongside those three items, sat a single feather.
I felt embarrassed because, as a parent, I was the one responsible for keeping my family fed. But, I decided that we needed to at least try to make one round of lunches for the kids to take to school. The next day, I would get to the store at some point so that there would be enough for the rest of the week. We took the feather out of the fridge and prayed: “Ok, God, thank you for this moment. We’ll just see what we can do.”
With the kids’ help, I started to brainstorm what we could possibly make with those limited ingredients. I looked at the bread, wondering if we had any peanut butter that somehow I’d overlooked. Suddenly, I found a jar of our normal brand of peanut butter in the pantry that I hadn’t seen before. After making three ½ peanut butter sandwiches, I opened the refrigerator one more time. This time, it was completely full of food!
I hadn’t even realized that the jar of peanut butter had been miraculous until I saw the fully stocked fridge. It was so easy, so natural, and so personal. Shocked, I felt the Lord explain that, if I stewarded the amount in my hands—no matter how small—and feed those in my care, He would do the rest. He would make it enough.