What
must it have been like to be part of the crowd on the day that Jesus fed so
many people with so little? (John 6:1-15, 25-27) Five thousand people had
gathered to see Jesus, hoping to see one of the miracles for which he had
become famous. Five thousand people! That’s a big crowd! That’s twice as many
people as Hobart Arena in Troy holds. It only seats about 3,500 people. It’s
even more people than the outdoor Fraze Pavilion in Dayton holds! It only seats
4,300 people. So when Jesus’ disciples asked all those people to sit down on
the grass and started serving food, nobody thought that everybody would get some. I’ll bet that you could hear some
grumbling from the back rows. There were probably some men back there who
were elbowing their wives and saying, “I told
you that we should have gotten here earlier! What took you so long getting
ready, anyway? We’ll never get any of that food!”
But of
course, they did get some of that food. Everybody
got some of that food! No sooner did a basket of bread pass by on the left than
another basket would pass by on the right; and those baskets never got empty.
Everybody had so much to eat that not a single person turned to his neighbor
and asked, “Are you gonna eat that?” In fact, they had so much to eat that
they decided they should make Jesus their king. Why, they wouldn’t have to
worry about having enough food if Jesus were king! If they had a bad harvest, he
could just conjure up enough food for the whole country. Heck, they wouldn’t
have to work at all if Jesus were king! They could just kick back and let him
work miracles!
But
Jesus didn’t care too much for that idea; so after everyone had eaten, he
slipped away from them. The crowd looked for him all night; and when they found
him the next morning, he knew what why they were there. They wanted him to feed
them breakfast! And he called them on it! “You aren’t interested in hearing
what I have to say,” he said. “You just want more to eat! Quit worrying about where
your corn flakes are coming from. I can give you food that lasts eternally.
Worry about that!” Of course, they didn’t know what he was talking about. If
you read a little further in this story, you’ll find out that some of them got
so disgusted with Jesus that they just went back home.
When
we hear this story, we look at those people in that crowd who went home, and we
shake our heads in disbelief. Who would leave Jesus before they listened to
what he had to say? Who wouldn’t want to follow him, and maybe even become one
of his disciples? The answer is, of course, that the people who went back home
only cared about their own comfort. They came to see Jesus because they had
heard about his miracles. When he fed them until they were full to bursting, they
wanted more miracles like that. They didn’t want to hear what Jesus had to say
about taking up a cross, or loving their neighbor, or forgiving others so many
times that they lost count. They just wanted to feel good.
Are
there people like that around today? Sure, there are. There are plenty of them.
Some of them even sit in church pews on Sunday and call themselves Christians.
Oh, they want what Jesus has to offer. They want his healing and his peace and
his comfort. The trouble is that they don’t want any of the self-sacrifice
that’s a part of being one of his disciples. For example, some of these folks
are suspicious of people who aren’t just like they are. They might not admit
it, but deep down inside, they’re pretty sure that Jesus really only likes middle
class, taxpaying folks like they are. They aren’t willing to lend a helping
hand, either. If their elderly neighbor can’t get out to mow his yard, they
would never think of offering to cut it for him. In fact, they might even call
the health department if the grass gets too long! And as for donating to
charities or to the church… Why, they worked hard to earn that money! Why
should they give to moochers who have more kids than they can afford? They’re
just like those folks who were part of crowd who gathered around Jesus on that
long-ago day on the shore of the Sea of Galilee. They only care about their own
comfort. It’s great if Jesus can help them with that. But if Jesus asks
anything of them, they’re outta there!
In
just a few minutes, we will gather around the Lord’s Table; and Jesus will feed
us once again. Of course, this bread and cup are only symbols of the real food
that he offers us in abundance: forgiveness, comfort, courage, joy, eternal life,
and the peace that passes all understanding. And after we have joined him at
the meal, he will look at us with a question in his eyes: “Will you now go
home; or will you follow me?” That’s what we have to decide as we prepare to eat the food that he offers us. Will we agree to follow him wherever he calls us to go? I have just one
question for you as we gather at the Table this morning: “Are you going to eat
that?”
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