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is a true story told by Paul Conn in his book Making It Happen. As the
story goes, one evening while he was living in When
someone at the grill answered the phone, Paul asked how the restaurant came to
have such an unusual name. The person on the other end of the line replied:
"We had a little mission down here, and we started selling chicken dinners
after church on Sunday just to help pay the bills. People liked the chicken so
much, and we did such a good business, we eventually cut back on the church
services. After a while we just closed down the church altogether and kept on
serving chicken dinners. We kept the name we started with; so we're The Church
of God Grill." Only
there was no more church -- only a grill. I guess the point of the story is that
a church died because its food was better than its faith. When that Take
today's Gospel as a case in point. The Apostles' had just come back from their
first preaching mission that we read about in last Sunday's Gospel lesson. Jesus
has sent them out two-by-two to call the people to repentance. When they
returned, they were both excited and exhausted. They were excited enough that
they immediately wanted to tell Jesus everything that had happened, how
successful they were, each one of them. But they were also almost too tired to
talk. Jesus understood this. He wanted to hear their stories and he wanted them
to get some rest at the same time. So before they could get started, he told
them to get into the boat so that they could go across the lake to a deserted
place. There they could rest, relax, and debrief. Of
course we know what happened. Just as they arrived at this place of refreshment,
a whole crowd of people arrived with them -- over 5000 of them. My suspicion is
that the apostles were somewhat angry about this development. After all, this
was to be their time alone with Jesus, their time to rest, their time to be
praised, their time to be refreshed. Now all these people were take their time
away from them. And
so when evening finally came, they were probably beside themselves with anger.
All they wanted was for this crowd to just go away and leave them alone. And
they told Jesus so in so many words. Yes, they were kind about it in their
self-centeredness when they reminded Jesus that it was getting late and these
people did need to get away from this deserted place in order to get something
to eat. But Jesus recognized what was going on. He called their bluff. He
said to them that if they were really so concerned with this crowd of people, if
they were truly concerned that the people had been traveling since sunrise and
had spent all day either walking or listening and were thus obviously famished
-- if these apostles were so concerned about feeding these people, well, why not
just go ahead and feed them? By now, of course, all sense of caring and serving
and understanding had vanished from the minds and hearts of the apostles.
Sarcastically they said to Jesus that not even 200 days wages would buy enough
for these people to eat -- and they had nowhere near that kind of money in their
common treasury nor were they in any place where food could be bought -- as they
had already reminded Jesus. I
suspect that by now Jesus was smiling inwardly, shaking his head, realizing
that, once again, his followers had really missed the message. In fact, they
seem to have missed the whole point of why he had sent them out in the first
place and what they had learned -- if they had learned anything.
Like the people of the The
apostles, of course, forgot that fact. They always had Jesus. They were always
blessed with his presence, so much so that they began to take it for granted.
And then when others simply asked for a tiny portion of that blessing, they
complained. They wanted what they had, believed that they deserved it and
begrudged others for wanting only a little part of it. Senator
Ernest Hollings once told the story about a veteran returning from His
kids participated in the school lunch program, learned physics from teachers
trained in an NSF program, and went through college with guaranteed student
loans. He drove to work on the Interstate and moored his boat on a channel
dredged by the Army Corps of Engineers. When floods hit, he took Amtrak to Like
Senator Hollings constituent it is so very easy to forget not only how blessed
we are but also how important it is for us to share some of our blessings with
those who are less blessed. The church is in the business of feeding and being
fed, of serving and being served, of taking care of the needs of others and of
our own needs: not either-or but rather both-and. At
the end of John's Gospel Jesus says to Peter -- and he says to us -- "Feed
my sheep." Notice, there were no conditions on this commandment to feed,
least of all: "Feed my sheep if they deserve it. Feed my sheep if you feel
like it. Feed my sheep if you have any leftovers. Feed my sheep if the mood
strikes you, if the economy is OK, if you're not too busy." No, there were
no conditions, just "Feed my sheep." We who have agreed to keep our
baptismal covenant are called to feed sheep even when it might mean that grazing
may sometimes be done on our own front lawns. Could
it be that the Like
the Apostles we are called to feed others both physically and spiritually. As
today’s Gospel reminds us, how good the food we serve – and how much -- will
depend both on the depth of our faith and the degree of our willingness to put
other people first. May that faith in God and our willingness to live it out in
love and service to others grow each day. |