John 6:24-35
Sarah: Well, I don't know much about it. I was only on the edge of the crowd. I hardly saw a thing. Good fish, though.
Marion: Good fish?
Sarah: When you earn your living by selling fish, you know. None of this three-day old muck some people, and I wouldn't mention the Cohens, try to pass off on an unsuspecting public. And come to think of it, the bread was fresh, too. Baked just yesterday.
Marion: How do you know that?
Sarah: Haven't you ever tasted a fresh loaf?
Marion: My gran baked the best bread I've ever tasted. But this is getting off the point. Where did all this bread and fish come from?
Sarah: Well, that's where I can't help you much. Miriam bat-Ezra passed it to me, and Ruth bat-Ephraim gave it to her, I think, but I couldn't see where Ruth got it. There were a lot of people, you know. Thousands of them.
Marion: You're exaggerating, surely?
Sarah: No I'm not. I was there, and you weren't. Can't you believe me when I tell you what I've seen?
Marion: I'll be the judge of what is and isn't evidence. Very well, that's what you say happened yesterday. What about today?
Sarah: Well, people were a bit stunned by what had happened, not to mention rather full. So when he and his friends crossed the sea last night, no one thought to follow them.
Sarah: But this morning when we realised, there was a bit of a stampede round the shore till we caught up with them again. And then - come to think of it, were any of your lot around? Because all the questions people started asking, they sounded just like you - suspicious, I'd call it.
Marion: I'm not suspicious! I'm an investigator. I need to know what went on and why, and how, and when, and whether...
Sarah: Whatever. Anyway, if you're still interested, I think
I can remember their questions. Number 1: When did you get here, Jesus? That seemed a bit daft to me - everyone knows how long it takes to get across the lake - I reckon what they really meant was, Where've you been? Why did you leave us? We've been looking for you! Jesus didn't reckon much to it as a question, either - at any rate, he didn't answer them.
Marion: Evasion! I knew this man was a fraud.
Sarah: No, I just think he wanted to save time and get to what they were really after. Anyway, aren't you being a bit hard on him? I thought you inspectors had to have open minds.
Marion: So what were they really after, according to him? Spiritual enlightenment?
Sarah: No, he knows folk better than that. They were after more food, of course! But he was a bit disappointed, too. Can't you lift your minds above everyday things? Aren't you hungry for what God can offer you? he asked us. That sounded interesting to me. Food - you fish it, you cook it, you eat it and then you start the whole thing over again. There must be more to life than that. But then someone went off on a tangent. How do we know what God wants us to do? she asked him.
Marion: Simple. You look it up in God's Law, or you ask one of the religious experts. Everyone knows that.
Sarah: Well, that wasn't what Jesus said. Trust the one God's sent, he said - trust him, I suppose he meant. It sounds a bit big-headed, the way I'm telling you now, but it wasn't like that when he said it. He was just answering her question.
Marion: Not only dodgy miracles, religious rebellion! Wait till
I get my hands on this Jesus. I hope people didn't believe him?
Sarah: Well, someone said, What's the proof?
Marion: Good question! Don't let these snake-oil merchants fool you!
Sarah: The same guy said, When our ancestors escaped to the desert, Moses said there would be bread for them to eat - and there was manna. So what are you going to give us so we know you're the real thing? Honestly, it sounded like asking a politician what he'd do for them if they voted him in!
Marion: Sometimes people just aren't interested in the truth, unless they get something out of it themselves.
Sarah: Steady on! Who talked about snake-oil merchants?
Marion: Like you said, we miracles inspectors have to keep our minds open. Anyway, what did Jesus say?
Sarah: He pointed out it wasn't Moses who gave them bread in the wilderness - it was God who sent manna from heaven.
Marion: Can't fault him on that.
Sarah: It went down well with the crowds. But just as everyone was saying: give us some of God's bread, then, he said something really weird. I'm God's bread, he said. You come to me, you won't be hungry again; you trust in me, you won't thirst.
Marion: So he's offering them a lifetime's supply of bread and water? That's the trouble with these conmen - they can never keep it small and simple. Always have to get themselves into trouble by promising too much. I think I've heard enough. Thanks for your help - I'll be making my report to Jerusalem now.
Sarah: Will he get in trouble because of what I've said?
Marion: We were bound to hear about it sooner or later. You can't keep this level of fraud quiet.
Sarah: But where's the fraud? There was bread, and fish. Here's one of the baskets of leftovers I'm taking home for the village orphanage. You can taste it for yourself. That's truth, as far as I'm concerned.
Marion: But the rest of it? ‘I am God's bread?' Honestly, some people are so gullible! How could anyone live up to a claim like that? I'm only trying to protect people from their own folly.
Sarah: I guess there's only one way to find out. When I've delivered this basket, I'm going to follow Jesus for a while and see if he can live up to his hype.
R&S 345 comes from the Welsh Congregationalist tradition, though the English translation by Peter Williams from the original version by William Williams is more a paraphrase than a direct translation. The tune Cwm Rhondda was composed for the annual Baptist Cymanfa Ganu (Singing Festival) at Pontypridd in 1905. The Rhondda is one of the rivers of Pontypridd.
R&S 199 is also a translation, this time from the Indian language of Urdu, made by Carl Monahan of a hymn originally collected by Kate Greenfield and used as a Sunday School hymn teaching children about Jesus. The tune Yisu ne Kaha is the original folk melody for which the Urdu hymn was written.
Forever in the heart there springs comes from Thomas H. Troeger, a professor of preaching ordained both in the Presbyterian and Episcopalian churches who is also a professional flautist. Its challenging words are matched by the familiar tune of St Patrick's Breastplate, an Irish traditional melody which only became associated with the words ‘I bind unto myself this day...' in the twentieth century.
R&S 489 is also of Celtic origin, a tenth-century Gaelic hymn of which we are singing a much-altered translation. The tune Slane is an Irish traditional melody, first partnered with ‘Be thou my vision' in the Irish Church Hymnal of 1919, though also now associated with Jan Struther's hymn ‘Lord of all hopefulness'.
2 Samuel 11:26-12:13a; Psalm 51; John 6:24-35; Ephesians 4:1-16
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I probably made that miracles inspector less sympathetic than I might have done - sorry, Marion! - but her problem is the same problem that all of us face in life: how can we tell what's true and what's not? It used to be the case that if we didn't know something, we looked it up or asked the experts. That worked when we trusted books and experts to tell the complete, unvarnished truth. Then people realised that every book is written from a particular angle, and every expert comes from a particular background. That's fine when we know what their bias is - I'd not expect to go to Gordon Brown's office and get an objective view of David Cameron - but it does make finding out the truth a lot more complicated than it used to be. And these days, authority figures we can unquestioningly trust to tell the truth are few and far between: MPs are tarnished with the expenses scandals; even young people's leaders have to prove their trustworthiness by regular CRB checks.
It must have been easier in King David's time. The king was appointed by God, through God's prophet, and with prophetic help, as we've heard in our reading from the Hebrew Bible this morning, he ruled the country justly and wisely. Or not. In fact, it seems to me that human nature has changed little between then and now. We need, like God's prophet Nathan, the ability to see clearly beyond our own background and experience, and even our own advantage, to God's truth; and, like God's king David, the ability to admit when it is our own folly God's truth condemns.
Of course, another possibility these days is to take the approach adopted by the inspector of miracles: default disbelief. Convince me this is true! I suspect for us this is a hangover from the last two centuries when scientific experimental truth was the only sort of truth that counted. Happily people - including scientists! - have realised since that while it is reasonable to ask for evidence, defining truth only as what can be proved by repeated physical experiment cuts out a whole lot of reality. How could friendship, for example, be measured or described in such terms? Yet it is one of the enduring realities of life.
Yet the inspector is right, though anachronistic, to warn us against snake-oil merchants. The term describes travelling salesmen in American who used to offer traditional medicines to cure all life's ills, secure in the knowledge that the next day they would be riding out of town before anyone could realise they'd been duped and their money taken by a con-artist. And religious faith can be used in this way, as can any deeply-felt conviction, to benefit those who are whipping it up for their own purposes.
Anyone who has seen footage of the Nuremberg rallies when Hitler addressed the German people, promising the future pride and greatness of Germany in a way calculated to increase his own personality cult, will realise how hard it can be to tell truth from lies when the lies offered reflect what we would dearly love to believe. And yet our own deepest desires are not to be scorned as a way to finding the truth, for God made every part of us, not just our brains or our hands. For a while we can be duped by manufacturers and advertisers into believing this gadget, this holiday will make our lives perfect; but only until we possess it. When our unease remains, we can be sure that though without material things we would perish, they cannot satisfy us either.
What will satisfy our hunger, then? Hearing and telling the truth can help, as David discovered. If we have spent a lifetime thinking ourselves either utterly worthless or totally perfect, and have turned all our energies to supporting that false idea of who we are, maintaining that lie can be draining, endangering our mental or physical health. Hearing and confessing the truth that we are imperfect beings, whom God still loves, may come as an enormous relief. Yet truth can also be used as a weapon of war. Doesn't your heart sink when you hear the phrase: ‘To tell the truth...' or ‘To be honest...' ? So often it seems to signal someone offering us an unpleasant truth as they see it, often about a third party who is not there to hear the accusation against them. If we have hard truths to tell, we need to tell them to the person concerned, as Nathan did to David, not to a sympathetic audience who will pass on our views without any risk of unpleasantness to ourselves. Yet truth without love can be deadly.
Paul has evidently come across conflict in the church at Ephesus, or he would not write as he does. Live together with all humility and gentleness! he tells them. Have patience, bearing with one another in love! Make every effort to maintain the unity of the Spirit in the bond of peace! Tell the truth in love! How can they, how can we keep up this difficult balance between truth and love? Because we Christians are one, but also many. We are one in Christ, because - as we were reminded last week - every Christian life is founded on Christ's life, death and resurrection. We all enter through one baptism. We all worship the one God. But we are also very different from one another. Our backgrounds, our personalities, our experiences are different, which means that we each see truth in a unique way. And this is no mistake on God's part; no, God has given each of us, including you, unique gifts in order to strengthen and build up the whole church, the body of Christ in this place, so that together we can show the world who Jesus is.
For if we are tempted to think these truths, this love is for us alone, we are living the most dangerous lie of all: that God only cares for us. It was David's delusion that God cared so much for him that he should have whosever wife he fancied; but God spoke up for Uriah, the cuckolded husband David put into the front line so he should die and leave Bathsheba free for himself to marry. It might be our delusion that because God cares for our needs, material and spiritual, we need not concern ourselves overly much for the needs of those who live and work beyond our church. But the reverse is true. I hope it is already your experience, for some of you through decades of faithful commitment, that Jesus is the bread, the nourishment of our lives; the water without which our spirits cannot survive. In joy we praise him, in remorse we turn to him for forgiveness, when we are in need, we look to him for help. And when we leave these doors, we will discover neighbours and strangers like the woman in our theme introduction, people who are just as hungry for truth and for love as we ourselves are, who are wondering whether Jesus can satisfy the hunger within them. All we need to do is invite them to come and find out the truth for themselves.
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