I am a woman who bakes bread. Every morning I find flour, salt and eggs and bake a loaf of bread of a certain size. Exactly the size it is, no bigger, no smaller. Throughout the day, I divide that bread and distribute slices to those who need it, who come to me for nourishment. If I give away all the slices, I will be hungry myself. I can't bake another loaf of bread because the flour, salt, and eggs won't be on the table until the next morning. So I have to be careful about giving away my bread.