Lord Jesus, please take my five loaves of bread and use it to feed this generation, because I’m worried about their spiritual state. They are all buried in the graveyard and need calling out like Lazarus. And besides I am not perfect, I’m hating the sins that I see on my bed side. I long to change, but the past keep telling me it will all be the same. Help me belief, extinguishing all my unbelief because I really want to eat the feast you have prepared for me. Lord Jesus please take my five loaves of bread and use it to feed this generation.