what is my daily bread?

When Jesus prayed for His daily bread, he really meant it. Being homeless and a vagabond, I believe He literally meant "bread" and I believe He literally meant "today". He didn't have a house. He didn't have a pantry or a refrigerator. He didn't even have a source of income. No...instead, He had to literally pray for his "daily bread" in order to survive.

So what does that mean for you and for me? Because most of us have our daily bread well under control. So much so that, above our daily bread, we can afford a couple cars, a house or an apartment, and way too many dvds (that one may just be me). And we end up worrying about things like: "Well, I really would like a new car and we could probably afford to buy a newer one if we squeeze the finances a little and move stuff around" or "Big screens are on sale at right now at Best Buy...we can't pass this up, can we?" or "The new Will Ferrell movie came out today on DVD, but I've got no cash on me. I suppose I can just put it on the card."

So, how do we pray for our "daily bread"? Seriously.

I suppose we could always just "spiritualize" the passage, dull its edges, take it out of its historical context and effectively justify our way of life. We, Christians, are real good at doing that. But what if we didn't this time?

Jesus meant something physical, essential...the bare minimum for living. He prayed for bread. And prayed for just enough for today. How does that translate to us?

Someone will probably tell me that all that stuff could be taken away in the blink of an eye...so even if we don't realize it, we are still dependent on God for the basics of life. That is true, believe me...I saw that first hand. But still. I've got today's bread already taken care of. Heck, I have rest of the week's bread lined up, as well as all of next week's too. So how do I pray that prayer?

What is my daily bread?

Maybe Jesus was right when He said that it is easier for poor people to live out the lifestyle of the Kingdom of God than it is for rich people to. And lets be honest here. If you are reading this, that means you have some sort of roof over your head, access to a computer, electricity, probably clean clothes on your back...you are rich. And so am I. Now, I'm not saying I want to be poor. But maybe I do. I don't know. How else do I know the humility and dependence of having to pray for my daily bread, and how else do I experience the blessing of its arrival?

Any thoughts?