Daily Reflections on Jn. 6:60-69 (Choices, Choices, Choices)

It had to be a weird moment. One day the disciples are enjoying the adulation of the massive crowd as they strolled through their midst picking up the leftovers from the feeding of the 5,000 and the next day they were trying to slink into the background as Jesus confronted the hungry mob looking for seconds. I've always wondered what was going through the disciples mind as Jesus proclaimed that He wasn't giving the people anymore bread; that if they wanted bread or manna from heaven, they were going to have to eat His flesh and drink His blood.

I have kind of a wild imagination, but my guess is that the disciples were thinking to themselves or even talking among themselves something like, "Man, He's ruining the whole thing. Why can't He do that Sermon on the Mount thing. He really awed them then. He's even dissing their hero, Moses. Come on Jesus, you're killing us here. Lighten up. Eat my flesh and drink my blood, give me a break. Surely you can come up with something better than that."

This whole passage has caused me to do some thinking. What kind of bread are most people choosing today. If Jesus is the bread of life, what kind of bread do we reach for on a daily basis. Seems to me that many people reach for their own plain white bread. It's a staple at most households. But metaphorically speaking, I have a tendency to butter my own bread. I'm not reaching for Jesus. I'm perfectly capable of providing for myself. In fact, I'm going to prove to you Jesus that I belong with you. Everything is based on us, trying to prove our worth to ourselves, to others and to God. It's really about performance. But the problem is how much is a enough to please God or others or even myself.

Others seem to choose an alternative bread. They reach for the whole wheat variety. Now this is different. It's not mainstream. But it's ultimately still about buttering my own bread. I can try meditation, self help, organic, or whatever, still is about proving my worth through my efforts. That's still a form of performance in a different package.

Then there's the pumpernickel eaters. Now that's really unique. This is the "I just want my freedom" connoisseur. I don't want any rules. I'll just want to do things my way, how I feel. I want to approach people, God, everything based on my own feelings, desires and wants. Unfortunately, this isn't very unique and it certainly isn't free. It's really costly. You can choose to do whatever you want, you just can't choose your consequences. If everyone did whatever they wanted when they wanted it'd be total anarchy, total chaos. God isn't interested if fakes or shows. He's all about authenticity. But unless you do things His way, you're out of luck and you're hurting yourself and others too.

Next in the bread line are the rye takers. Not rye in the sense of humor, but rye in mindset. "If I could just get into a new environment, then things would be better." "If I could just get a new husband or wife, then things will be better. If I could just get a new job...If I could just get a new house, car, etc....If I just had different parents...If I was just in different circumstances...If only...If only...If only." And so the beat goes on. The problem with that thinking is that wherever you go, there you are. You haven't changed. You're still the same person, no matter what circumstances you find yourself in. The only person who can give you a new life, make you a new person is Jesus.

My favorites in the bread section are Raisin Bread lovers. I say favorite, because I think this really is where many people are, especially those who claim to be followers of Christ. These are the individuals who decide that since God is love, that I can disobey Him in just this one area, that tastes so sweet, and get away with it. God's gonna forgive me for this. It's only one area and I'm not hurting anyone. Sin always affects others. It damages your reputation. It prevents you from ever knowing what God could or would do with you if you'd only surrendered to Him completely. You drive that little wedge in that keeps you from growing deeply with Him.

Jesus said that He was the bread of life. He is the manna or bread from Heaven. He said to eat His flesh and drink His blood. That may seem difficult in this world, but it is the only way to life now and life eternal. The crowd walked away. The disciples were thinking about walking away. And when Jesus asked them if they wanted to go too, Peter said, "Lord, where would we go? You alone have the words of eternal life. You are the Holy One, the promised one, the Messiah, the answer from God."

God, there is certainly a lot of bread to choose from in this world. But I choose the Bread of Life. I could choose another type of bread, but I know it wouldn't be satisfying. There's really only one choice that leads to you and life. I'd be back for you. And although following you is sometimes extremely difficult, I still choose you. I want to consume you. I'm hungry for you.

Daily Reflections on Jn. 6:25-59 (Having My Cake and Eating Too)

I was recently talking with a friend of mine, an elder of another church, about what was happening in his church. He was recounting the sad story of a fallen staff member and the troubles that the church and leadership had endured over the last year. After a series of probing questions about the nature, make up, identity of the church, I asked where he thought they were going as a church. They had seen some growth which was obviously stymied for the time being. He wanted to see the growth continued but wondered how it effected the differing contingents of members, new and old. He finally said to me, "I think our leadership would like to have their cake and eat it too."

Boy, wouldn't we all. I can't tell you how many times I've heard people tell me, things like, "I'd like to have a large active church with a small church dynamic or feel." "I'd like to see lots of people come to Christ and keep the intimacy of a small church, where we know everyone." "I'd like to reach out to young people and keep things exactly they way they are." "I'd like to have a contemporary service with old time gospel music."

Basically, I'd like to have my cake and eat it too. Many of us approach our faith that way. We'd like to see God's will happen in our lives or in our church, but we'd also really like to have it our way. God's I'm all for it, as long as I like it, as long as it please me or meets my approval. Let's compromise God. I'll be faithful to you as long as it's according my standard, likes or preferences.

In John 6, the people following Jesus wanted their cake their way. Actually they were looking for an endless supply of bread. After the feeding of the 5,000, the crowd hounded Jesus for more food. They proclaimed that Moses fed the people with manna from heaven, why couldn't Jesus do the same thing for them. Follow Jesus around, enjoy the fellowship and get a free meal every day. Not a bad gig. I'd be doing my spiritual thing, listening to Jesus teach, hanging out with Him all day, don't have to work, get filled up. Have cake and eat it too.

The parallels are so striking to us today, especially among the churches of the US. "Feed me, feed me," is the cry heard from the pew. "Dazzle me, entertain me, send me manna from heaven with your amazing communication skills." "Bless me, give me a moving experience." Cake and eat it too.

When the crowd pressed Jesus, he told them, "You want bread sent from heaven? You're looking at Him. I'm bread sent from heaven. I'm the bread of life." What? How can Jesus be the bread of life, the bread sent from heaven? That was their question. It's not exactly what they had in mind. In fact, they started grumbling. Hey, we came to watch God do His thing, get wowed by a miracle or two, grab lunch on you. How 'bout it Jesus?

Sorry, no cake and eat it too. Jesus went on to say that unless they eat His flesh and drink His blood they didn't have any life in them. Ultimately what happened was that since they weren't going get what came for they weren't having any part of it so they decided to go back to their old ways. Instead of jumping in full bore with Jesus and experiencing something greater than their ancestors did, they decided their plans, their ways were more comfortable. They walked away. Lifeless. Empty. Hungry. Thirsty.

If you want real life, everlasting life, if you want to connect with God and enjoy real fellowship with Him you got to give up your cake and take a slice of the bread of life. And once slice isn't really enough. You have to eat it everyday. Jesus has to become you're exclusive diet.

God, I'm guilty. Having my cake and eating it too sounds awfully good, but I know it isn't very satisfying. I like things they way I like them. I'm interested in my comfort and my pleasure. I can't help but wonder where I'd be in the crowd that day. Eating your flesh and drinking your blood is hard sometimes, yet just like the disciples, I know that you alone have the words of eternal life. There's really no place, no other diet I'd rather have than you. Give a slice of the bread from heaven today.