Loaves and Fishes

This story need a post of its own.

We are lucky in our ward (Mormon speak for church group)

We are combined with a Spanish branch in our area. Our ward, therefore, has two sets of missionaries working within it. It is the members responsibility to see that these boys get fed every night. For some reason it is always a challenge to get their calenders filled up with dinner appointments, especially now that we are feeding two sets. I got in a habit a few years ago of signing up for two nights a month. It is sometimes a challenge for our tight budget and sometimes I have to feed them things like tuna casserole, and I am embarrassed by that.

 I try to have both sets on the nights I sign up, two birds, one stone . . .you know.

Anyway, on this particular night I knew we were going to have four missionaries over for dinner and I was STRESSING out! I hadn't gotten a chance, it wasn't in the budget to go shopping that weekend.

I had a bag of potatoes, 2 boneless chicken breasts (that I cut up into piece that wouldn't look pathetically too small), 1 rack of ribs (about 8 ribs), some canned veggies from the pantry and I planned on making rolls, and that is it, it's all we had!

 Now if you have ever fed missionaries you will know these boys can eat! On top of that I still needed to feed my 7 mouths that night too. Terry was a little nervous as well. We gave the kids a lecture on only eating potatoes until the missionaries were done. If anyone was still hungry when they left we would make pancakes or something.

Terry went to pick the boys up and called on his way back and said we were going to have two extra mouths. WHAT?!?! I don't even know why or how this happened, but sure enough SIX missionaries walked through the door for dinner.

I set the table and we sat down. Said the prayer and everyone started to dig in. Everyone filled their plates and ate and ate and ate. THEN everyone got seconds of the meat and everything! It was amazing! AND there were even left overs!

They all kept saying how full they were!

I truly felt so very blessed and that Heavenly Father was very aware of our little home that night.

It was a miracle at the Davis house!