Archive post - the Fish and the Loaves

I was spring cleaning and going through old diary entries, discarding old notebooks when I came across this scribbled on some note paper. This was one of my earlier ruminations, potentially from around 2020. I thought I would archive it here. I don't know why I entitled this entry as I did.

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The Fish and the Loaves

Be careful of what you ask for. This is something we hear from time to time, but I've not always heeded the warnings that come my way. Back in the day, as a child and teenager I had a pretty decent life. It was easy. My parents supplied my every need. I was doing so well at school that my goal was not to pass or get an A but to get 100%. I had no real illnesses, no tragic circumstance in life. So in a moment of boredom, a moment of wanting some spark or some fireworks in my life, I prayed, God, give me a story. A great testimony. A story to tell. Sometimes I still wonder, would it have been better to have not prayed that prayer? Could I not have learnt from the experiences of my elders? 

Perhaps as individuals we are programmed to want experiences. We want to live something out and not just hear about the stories of other people. Well this is my story.