The Feast of 2 Pizzas
Lord, I hafta say that if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I might not have believed it. But that’s what this whole thing has been about. Whether you can believe what you see with your own eyes. From the leaves to the poison ivy to the notes, never seen so many people trying to tell me that miracles don’t exist.
Now I admit I expect that from all those yankee reporters. None of them are down here for miracles, they’re covering the news about them. Why do so many good Christian people in this town refuse to believe their own eyes? Or think the Mother of God is Lucifer in disguise? Downright shameful!
That day Rachel brought the pizza she got the only two they had at the Oxford Little Caesars. (That place was one pepperoni away from closing before the Virgin Mary came to town.)
She was worried about the nuns having enough to eat but of course they insisted on feeding the faithful first. Reverend Elvis said the blessing and they passed the boxes out into the crowd. When the boxes came back, there were plenty of slices left. Folks were full and the nuns ate their fill.
A person who reads their Bible can’t help but think of The Feeding of the 5000, though most folks know it as Five Loaves and Two Fishes.
I was trying upload a video that showed the pizza coming back to the front. Jimmy Hartnett took on his his older than dirt iPhone and it doesn’t wanna play right. (My nephew says it’s me, not the video. Need to take him down a peg or two. Bless his heart, that child’s gotten very full of himself since he took on the website. )
I’m gonna ask Carlene to ask the Virgin Mary if she can help, but in the meantime, you’ll have to take my word for it. It was a miracle, just like all the rest.