CDPunt(igam) Writes

A short fiction based on John 6:24-35. If you aren’t a paid subscriber but would like to read a specific story, join my email list for a copy

Ed woke up every morning and was greeted by a piping hot pop tart. He didn’t know where they came from; he only knew they were there every morning without fail. Ed never thought too much about where they came from. He would just gobbled them up and go about his day.

One day, Ed woke up and there was no pop tart. He looked in the toaster, no pop tart, he looked on the table, no pop tart. He needed to find out where his pop-tart went! Ed went to his brother and asked, “Have you seen my pop-tart?”

“Gross, no. Hey, while you’re here can you help me with my bike?” his brother replied.

“No, I’m busy,” Ed answered back. He found his sisters in the living room with a game box and a cluttered table. “Have you seen my pop-tart?”

“No, I haven’t had pop-tarts in ages. Since you’re here, can you help us pick up the stuff so we can set up a game?” one asked.

“No, I’m busy,” Ed answered and huffed away. He saw his neighbors in their yard raking leaves. “Have you seen my pop-tart?!” he asked

“No pop-tarts here, but we’ve got lots of leaves. Want to help make a pile to jump in” they called back.

“No, I’m busy,” Ed said. He stomped into the kitchen and sat down at the table. His mother came in. While Ed was pondering who might have taken his pop tart, his mother set one in front of him.

“It’s a miracle! My magic pop tart! I’ve been busy looking for this all morning!”

“Magic?” she asked, “Your pop tarts aren’t magic, I make them for you every day. Don’t I always make sure you get fed?”

“But I didn’t find one this morning and I had to go looking for it.”

“You shouldn’t worry so much about food, Ed. You could have spent your time doing other things.”

Ed looked out the window and saw his brother riding his bike and the neighbors jumping in the leaves. He heard his sisters giggling in the living room as one shouted Uno. He looked down at his plate and all that was left were some crumbs from an ordinary pop tart.