Every year, when the church family gathers for the annual holiday dinner, he can’t help but smile at the familiar rhythm of it all. The kitchen fills with volunteers getting ready for the dinner, while members walk in carrying casseroles, salads, and all sorts of favorite desserts. Someone always jokes that they’d better pray there’s enough food, because the line somehow looks longer every year. And just as naturally, someone answers, “The Lord will help us,” echoing both faith and the very heart behind the ministry they support: The Lord Is My Help, a reminder that God is the One who meets every need.
Sure enough, after everyone has eaten, after seconds, and “just a sliver more” of pie—the familiar surprise shows up again. As the team begins packaging the leftovers, they realize there’s not only enough for the church family but an abundant amount to deliver to The Lord Is My Help, the place whose name is not just a title but a testimony. Each year, it plays out the same way: full bellies, full hearts, and trays of food heading out to bless even more people. It’s hard not to think of Jesus feeding the 5,000—how ordinary offerings multiply in extraordinary ways when placed in His hands.
He laughs because the abundance shouldn’t surprise him anymore, yet it still does. It’s like God gently taps them on the shoulder saying, “See? I’ve got this.” Somehow the casseroles stretch further, the desserts don’t run out, and the main course keeps giving. In the middle of the holiday swirl, this dinner becomes a living reminder that God doesn’t just help—He helps abundantly.
Reflection - Maybe the real miracle isn’t only the food, but the way God uses everyday generosity to echo His promise: “I am your help.” In giving, cooking, and serving, they become part of His provision for others.
Lord, thank You for being our help—always enough and always near. Bless our hands, our offerings, and those who receive them. May our joy overflow into the lives we touch. Amen.