God didn’t just buy you.  He believed in what He was buying.  He saw you in your wilderness and still placed His bet on you.  Not for a temporary return, but for an eternal one.  The cross was His down payment.  The Spirit is His sustaining deposit.  And your life—when surrendered, when poured out in obedience—is His glorious return.  So, offer your loaves.  Hand Him your fish.  Crack the bread and pass it around.  The miracle always begins in the moment you let go.  And when it does, you won’t just feed others.  You’ll overflow.  You’ll become evidence of the gospel.  And that—that—is the return He’s waiting for.