What will a mother not do for her child?

You tell the woman that she has to follow an order.

You speak of order.
First the children.
Then the rest.

It sounds exclusive, structured, a boundary imposed.

But she does not argue theology.

“Yes, Lord.
But even the dogs under the table
eat the children’s crumbs.”

There is neither resentment in her words nor accusation.

And later,
after Your Resurrection,
You send Your disciples
to all nations.

What seemed like limitation was timing.
What seemed like exclusion was unfolding.
You were not denying her.
You were revealing
that salvation would widen.

She trusted Your abundance.
She did not negotiate order.
She trusted mercy.

Perhaps faith is not about claiming rights.
It is about staying at the table long enough
to receive what overflows.