What I’m Thinking: Being Fed

Cleopas and his friend went miles — miles on the road — with Jesus on the day of resurrection and didn’t recognize him until they came together and Jesus broke bread. Jesus feeds every type of hunger!

Here’s a transcript:

I’m thinking this week that it’s something of an occupational hazard for preachers that we’ve got so many favorite Scriptures. And this one is one of mine; in fact, I’ll bring it up as the introduction to communion service just about any time that I’m presiding.

Because it’s the story about: On Jesus’ resurrection day, two friends that actually meet him on the road don’t recognize him until they’re at a table together and Jesus broke bread.

That’s when they knew.

I guess there’s something about feeding; there’s something about the table. They’d been fed on knowledge literally for hours — they’d gone somewhere between six and seven miles — but that hadn’t been enough. When they’re fed with literal bread, and when they’re fed with a bread that has been prayed over (because that’s what Jesus would have done before he broke it), when they’re fed spiritually…

Ah! Now it’s enough.

So what I’m thinking this week is about those different kinds of hunger. The hunger for knowledge. The hunger for bread. And the hunger of the spirit.

Where are you hungry?

And where might you help another be filled?

That’s what I’m thinking. I’m interested to hear what you’re thinking. Share your thoughts in the comment section below; I’d love to hear from you!