The Pastor’s Pen

“Everyone who thirsts, come to the waters; and you that have no money, come, buy and eat! Come, buy wine and milk without money and without price…Listen carefully to me, and eat what is good.”

         I don’t know about you, but when there’s a lot going on, I sleep less and want to eat more. Needless to say, I’ve been waking up in the early watches of the night, and I’ve been hungry a lot lately. It’s tempting to reach for a pizza when our stress level elevates, or in my case, some lovely chicken pad Thai will do.

         Reaching for a pizza to satisfy our deepest longings may seem harmless enough, better that than heroin, you say. Nevertheless, there are consequences. Some of our fast food fixes for anxiety and stress just make us more tired, but not more rested. They fill us temporarily and leave us wanting more.

         So there it is. That’s why I caught myself standing in front of the open refrigerator earlier today, hoping for a miracle. I looked for a pizza I knew I would not find and that would not satisfy if I did, nestled in my imagination between our household staples of hummus, yoghurt and almond milk. Right here in the middle of the week, wedged between Sundays and days full of engagement, what I really long for is a little nourishment from God: manna in the wilderness, water in the desert.

We tend to fuel ourselves for the moment when what is most needed is endurance for the marathon. Don’t imagine for a moment that Jesus didn’t know how empty we feel when he looks us in the eye and says, “I am the bread of life.” Eat up my life, take me into yourself, and you won’t be thirsty, you won’t be hungry. You’ll see.

         So I’ve gotta go now. Apparently I’m late for a lunch date with Jesus. If you’re running on empty, you come too.

Prayer: God bless this bread of life and this cup of salvation that we daily receive, given for us and for all people, that we might be satisfied in the deepest longing of our hearts. Amen

God’s grace, mercy and peace,

Pastor Verlee