John
6:1-21
Grace
and peace to you from God the Father and our Lord Jesus Christ. Amen.
Merry Christmas! In case you missed it, we have an
unusual theme for this morning’s worship service: This is Christmas in July!
Joy to the World, the Lord is come!...Let earth receive her King!
Now the
reason for today’s festivities is to lift up the fact that all month long Bethany
members have been gathering gifts for local social service agencies. We’re
accustomed to Christmas being the “season for giving”, but the truth is that
our neighbors struggle for food, toiletries, rent, and other assistance the
whole year long, not just at the holidays. In recognition of this need,
Bethany’s Social Action ministry team has encouraged us to celebrate "Christmas in July”,
bringing offerings that will fill the shelves at P.A.D.S., the Food Pantry,
Home of the Sparrow, the Veteran’s Home in Hebron, and the Salvation Army this
summer. The fruits of your efforts are seen behind me. Great work, saints!
These gifts will make the lives of your neighbors a bit merrier.
It’s also true that when we see these items
displayed, we feel good. It certainly
feels good to sing Christmas carols, no matter what month it is. And it feels
good to give. Seeing these gifts artfully arranged behind us makes it feel
we’ve really done something. Maybe,
just maybe, the world is a better place because of our small effort. Maybe,
just maybe, this Christianity thing can really turn the world around.
But then—we turn on the news. We hear reports of the
famine in Illinois and other states, with crops destroyed and a future of increased
food prices for us all. The murder rate in Chicago has gone up 39 percent over
last year—two 16 year olds were killed Thursday alone. We see grisly images of
women and children massacred in Syria. And on Tuesday night this week, we heard
the startlingly true stories of six Palestinian teenagers who have grown up
under occupation and who face an uncertain future.
In the face of such huge challenges, it’s easy for
the glow of Christmas—whether in December or July—to wear off. It can be
tempting to see the problems looming before us and respond, just like Phillip,
who stood with Jesus, watching the large hungry crowd coming toward them, and
said: “Six months’ wages
would not buy enough bread for each of them to get a little!” Like Phillip, we
might feel like throwing our hands up in the air to say, “What can we possibly
do, Jesus? It’s hopeless. Let them figure it out. We have to take care of our
own.”
One
way of interpreting this morning’s reading about the loaves and fishes is that
this was a stupendous miracle performed by Jesus in order to prove that Philip was right: he can’t fix it, but
Jesus can. Jesus Christ, born in a stable, visited by wise men, and followed by
fishermen, waved his hands and multiplied bread and fish, thereby fixing the
problem and solidifying his status as a superhero.
If
we accept this interpretation today, then in the face of the world’s problems,
we might just say, “Yep, it looks pretty bad, but no worries: Jesus multiplied
the loaves and the fishes, so we can just go home now and trust that Jesus will
perform a miracle to fix this, too.”
If
this interpretation sounds familiar, you’re not alone. I’m certain most of us
have heard this version in Sunday school and countless sermons.
But
more recently, another interpretation has arisen. In this telling of the story,
Jesus didn’t perform a miracle at all. Instead, we hear that the crowd, under
peer pressure, finally opened their lunchboxes and backpacks and passed around the
food they were hiding from their neighbors. All were satisfied, and there was even
food leftover, because people finally
decided to share.
I
must admit, I rather like this interpretation, because it makes me feel like I
can do something. It definitely
inspires Christians to do things like—well, like Christmas in July! This modern
interpretation definitely serves as a corrective to the older, passive, “It’s
ok, Jesus will take care of it” mindset.
But
then, I’m not sure this “miracle-free” interpretation entirely works for me,
either.
Because when I read the story of the feeding
of the five thousand, I do see a miracle.
After all, 5 loaves plus 2 fish does not equal dinner for 5,000 people, no
matter how you figure it!
The
question is: Where did the miracle take place?
Were
these miraculous loaves, baked with magic yeast by the boy’s mother?
Did
Jesus possess a hocus pocus prayer, capable of multiplying food on the spot?
Did
the miracle waft through the crowd, where the people suddenly felt compelled to
share?
Or,
perhaps, did the miracle take place in the hearts of the disciples?
Consider
that in both stories we heard this morning—Jesus feeding the 5,000 and Jesus
walking on the water—the disciples were in seemingly hopeless situations. And
in both stories, they greatly underestimated this Jesus.
They
had followed him, they had heard him preach, they had even witnessed other
miracles, but in the face of a hungry crowd and a dark and stormy night, the
disciples believed that this problem was just
too great. This time, there was nothing he could do. This was a hopeless
situation.
How
could 5 loaves and 2 fish possibly feed this crowd?
How
could Jesus possibly get to us, when we’re so far from the shore?
How
could our cans of cat food, rolls of toilet paper and packs of mac and cheese
possibly help poverty in our community?
How
can swatting down paper mosquitos possibly end deaths from malaria?
How
could there ever be a church that would welcome me?
How
could God possibly forgive me, after what I’ve done?
How
could a crucified man walk out of a tomb and appear to his friends, alive and
well?
The
disciples despaired because they didn’t understand who this Jesus was.
And
then, in the face of seemingly hopeless circumstances, a miracle occurs when
the hearts of disciples are transformed from hopelessness and apathy to trust
and action. Instead of sitting on their hands, they sat the crowds down on the
grass, as Jesus instructed. They passed around the 5 loaves and the 2 fish. And
when all were satisfied, they gathered up the fragments. Dinner, itself, was no
doubt miraculous for the hungry crowd. But the heart of this story is when both
the crowd and the disciples recognize Jesus for who he is: the son of God, the
prophet the world’s been waiting for, our Savior, the light of the world.
“It
is I,” says Jesus. “Do not be afraid.”
Now,
one could criticize a pastor for
quoting the same saint too often. But then, perhaps you will forgive me this
time, in light of the fact that my beloved Dorothy Day’s autobiography is
entitled “Loaves and Fishes”!
And
indeed, Dorothy’s words strike a chord with the Gospel reading for today. The
famous co-founder of the Catholic Worker writes:
"The sense of futility is one of the greatest
evils of the day...People say, "What can one person do? What is the sense
of our small effort?" They cannot see that we can only lay one brick at a
time, take one step at a time; we can be responsible only for the one action of
the present moment. But we can beg for an increase of love in our hearts that
will vitalize and transform all our individual actions, and know that God will
take them and multiply them, as Jesus multiplied the loaves and fishes."
When we give in to hopelessness or retreat into
apathy in the face of our own problems or the world’s sorrows, then we, too,
underestimate Jesus. We, like Phillip and Andrew, might be missing who this
Jesus is, and what he can do: in the world, in our community, in our lives, and
especially in our hearts.
In the face of systemic poverty in our community, we
might say “what is the sense of our small effort? What good can our little
Christmas in July do?” And it’s true: these food offerings have not yet
multiplied. I haven’t, as yet, seen an avalanche of pasta flowing from behind
the altar.
And yet…what miracles are happening in this place today?
Who has been reminded of a time when he, himself, was hungry? Whose heart is
being opened to consider giving to others? Who might receive these gifts of
food this week and know that all hope is not lost? Might the story of Christmas
in July—and the miracle of the loaves and fish—forever become a part of the
baptism stories of Alexis and Joseph, told and retold? And if so, what miracles
could occur in their lives?
And so we offer up our loaves and fish—not because
it’s enough to solve the world’s problems (because it’s not.)
We offer up our loaves and fish—not because it will
earn us salvation (because it can’t).
We offer up our meager loaves and fish—all that we
have—because we know this Jesus is truly the son of God, and we trust the love
of Christ to transform and multiply our gifts for the sake of the world.
In the face of the Israeli-Palestinian conflict
threatening the Land of Jesus’ birth, this week three Bethany families hosted
Lutheran Palestinian teenagers in their homes. More than 70 people,
representing 5 churches, heard the stories the teens shared in Luther Hall. We
can’t solve this conflict ourselves, but by hearing these stories and sharing them
with others, we hope to someday, somehow, truly be able to sing:
O little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee
lie!
In response to the problems of AIDs, malaria, and
deep poverty in Africa, the Northern Illinois Synod sent a delegation this week
to Tanzania to accompany Lutheran churches there in their work, and to learn
what they have to teach us about being a follower of Jesus. Together, as
sisters and brothers in Christ, we join our efforts as well as our voices to
sing:
O come let us adore him, O come let us adore him, O
come let us adore him, Christ the Lord!
While on vacation in Panama one year, the Burseth
family came face to face with the reality of children suffering from the lack
of dental care. The Burseths didn’t throw up their hands in despair at a
problem so great, but instead offered to God what they had: their passion,
their skills, and their vacation time, and started a dental mission among the
indigenous people there. Now, because of Mission Save a Smile, there are
children who are free of tooth pain, with bright smiles, who can more joyfully
sing:
Joy to the world, the Lord is come! Let earth
receive her king!
Sisters and brothers, today we celebrate the way
Jesus is born again in our hearts, transforming our meager offerings into
miracles for others. Thanks be to God. And Merry Christmas!
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