13 Now when Jesus heard this, he withdrew from there in a
boat to a desolate place by himself. But when the crowds heard it, they
followed him on foot from the towns. 14 When he went ashore he saw a great
crowd, and he had compassion on them and healed their sick. 15 Now when it was
evening, the disciples came to him and said, “This is a desolate place, and the
day is now over; send the crowds away to go into the villages and buy food for
themselves.” 16 But Jesus said, “They need not go away; you give them something
to eat.” 17 They said to him, “We have only five loaves here and two fish.” 18
And he said, “Bring them here to me.” 19 Then he ordered the crowds to sit down
on the grass, and taking the five loaves and the two fish, he looked up to
heaven and said a blessing. Then he broke the loaves and gave them to the
disciples, and the disciples gave them to the crowds. 20 And they all ate and
were satisfied. And they took up twelve baskets full of the broken pieces left
over. 21 And those who ate were about five thousand men, besides women and
children. (Matthew 14:13-21 (ESV)
But Jesus said, “They need not go away; you give them
something to eat.” The disciples want to send the crowds away, but Jesus has
mercy and compassion on them. The disciples want the crowds to fend for
themselves and buy bread in the villages so they can have some time alone with
Christ, but Christ chooses to reveal the kingdom of heaven to them, to give
them milk without money, bread without price. In his compassion he tells the disciples,
you give them something to eat. Then he blesses the bread and breaks it with
his people.
The crowds have gathered around Jesus. They have heard the
same news he did. The news that had driven him out to this desolate place,
resembling the barren waste land where he had fasted for forty days after being
baptized by John the Baptist. This is the news that Jesus had heard. The
Baptizer’s head served on a platter. The whole country side is upset and
looking for answers, looking for mercy, looking for hope, consolation, and even
confirmation in the midst of shattered dreams, and despair.
He was one they had really hoped in, the whole countryside
had gone out into the wastelands along the banks of the Jordan to see him.
Everyone poured out to the countryside to be baptized by him. He was everything
they expected the messiah to be. He preached the law in all its sternness to
crowds of people. Priests and prostitutes, soldiers and saints, Pharisees and
publicans, broods of vipers stood there entranced like so many cobra’s being
charmed by an Indian’s flute as they heard him speak of winnowing forks and
chaff, axes and tree roots. And now that he is dead they begin to hear.
As long as he was alive it didn’t matter what he said or
did, they thought he was the messiah. He confessed that he was not, but it
didn’t matter. He was what they expected in a messiah, a man preaching the law in
all its ferocity, and truth to power. People instinctively believe there is
salvation in that sort of thing, diets of locusts and wild honey, celibate
wanderings in desert places, strict ascetic discipline of any kind. He would
tell them his baptism was of water only, and that one came after him with a
baptism of the Holy Spirit and fire that would fulfill Ezekiel 36 where God told
them he would sprinkle them with clean water and put his spirit inside them. He
told them that he only came to prepare the way, the way the truth and the life
was yet to come. He told them he wasn’t the Messiah. He pointed to Christ and
yelled, “Behold the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world!” He told
them, “He must increase and I must decrease.” And now he could decrease no more.
Now the crowds would gather in mourning and follow the one he had spent his
life telling them to follow, Jesus, the Christ, the Messiah.
His disciples, the disciples of Jesus didn’t know what to
do. They too had been with John. They were there when Jesus was baptized. They
were there when Nicodemus came by night to hear their Lord as he spoke of being
born again of water and spirit to a Pharisee who had refused baptism. They had
gone with Jesus to lay low, and grieve, to come to grips with what had
happened. And then the crowds came, lost like sheep without a shepherd. The
disciples would run them off to go fend for themselves, to go buy their own
bread by the sweat of their brows. To find their own way, their own answers.
But now Jesus tells the disciples to give them something to eat. He has
compassion on the people. He blesses the bread and reveals to them the kingdom
of God, feeding five thousand with five loaves and two fish, the kingdom where
milk is bought without money, bread without price.
So Jesus feeds the five thousand, and gives life in the
barren desert, in the midst of death when the law failed to deliver the life it
promised, because the disciple of the law failed to live according to it. This
is the kingdom of God that he reveals. No longer eating bread by the sweat of
our brow, no longer our righteousness, the sustenance of our spirit, to be
slain by a sinner’s soiree. Here in the
midst of this desolate place here in the midst of our world, where our hopes
are so often dashed, when we find ourselves wandering like sheep without a
shepherd, here is one who does not fail, who blesses the bread we eat, that
here we would have life and righteousness. That here we would purchase milk
without money and buy bread without price. That here in his compassion the
kingdom of God would be revealed to us in the forgiveness of sins and peace
with God.
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