A Road Less Travelled

Mark 8:4 (Um, not 4:8 like I wrote at first…)
Lord, I’ve seen you feed
the thousands by the way.
The scraps they left behind
when finished with Your fest
were more than at the start
we thought You could provide.
I thought that meant that now
I’d never have to starve
but now that bread is gone,
and hunger growls inside
and I wonder why You let
this happen once again.
I thought You said that You
would always care for us.
How could You let this be?
How can You let us starve
when You fed us once before?
Where has Your power gone?
And suddenly I know
that Your power never changed
and the danger that I feared
was never close at all.
You fed us once before
when we couldn’t see a way
but all I do is doubt
that You would feed us now.
I saw You work Your miracles
and I thought, ‘but that was then’.
I forgot You never change
and impossible is not
a word that holds You fast
and if You fed us then
there’s no room for me to doubt
You’ll feed us yet again
at whatever time You choose.