I can’t say that I often think of crumbs in a very positive light. After all, they tend to be very minute pieces of food that end up on the floor. They are swept out with a broom or licked off the floor by a pet. When we have a need, in any area of our life, we are likely be insulted if offered crumbs to meet that need. A fraction of medicine, surgery, repair, salary, friendship, or love might as well be nothing at all.