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Bread of Life

“I am the living bread that came down from heaven. If anyone eats from this bread, he will live forever. And the bread that I will give for the life of the world is my flesh.”
John 6:51

Our team took a four day trek to the mountains with our ministry dad this past week to spend some time in the villages. Our first stop was in a tiny village about 6 hours outside of where we live in Kathmandu. We were housed with the parents of one of the men who had come with us on the excursion, Emmanuel. Their kindness and love towards our group was unwavering; a lot like Jesus’s love for us. Still, I struggled to find comfort in our circumstances there. I selfishly ached to be in my own bed at home and to have all of the things that I left when I came on this trip. I cried out to Jesus asking him to quench my thirst, to put my mind and body at ease.

Still having similar thoughts the next day, I was uneasy as Emmanuel lead us up a trail to rest in a meadow where we partook in communion. Our host dad exclaimed as we broke bread and drank that Jesus is the bread of life. He will fill our cup and quiet our hunger. It is Him that can fulfill us. I listened as he spoke and let his words sink in as I watched the grass dance with the wind. Something inside of me stirred. A glimpse of an understanding maybe, but I didn’t entertain the movement. I absorbed the dreamy shades of green all around me and grasped to the comfort that I felt in that moment instead.

After staying with Emmanuel’s family for a few days we left and arrived at a homely church in a different village where we were greeted by our hosts and other members of the church with beaming smiles, a slight nod, and ‘jaimasee’. They welcomed us eagerly and allowed us to settle in with the pleasing aroma of milk tea, space to rest our bones, and showers from a brisk mountain spring. It was there sitting on a plush blue mat feeling refreshed that I began to reflect on our time spent with Emanuel’s family and to understand the discomfort I felt.

Jesus is the bread of life. His sacrifice for us has made it so that we can have life and be fulfilled with Him. Nothing else will make us whole. My discomforts in the village would never be wiped clean from getting to go home and sleep in my own bed with all of the amenities I could ask for. It wouldn’t satisfy me. The bread of compliments, wealth, sex, alcohol, luxury, none of that will fill us. Jesus is the answer. He will comfort us when we ask Him and He will be the bread to give us life. Only Him.

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