John 6: Some time after this, Jesus
crossed to the far shore of the Sea of Galilee (that is, the Sea of Tiberias),
2 and a great crowd of people followed him because they saw the signs he had
performed by healing the sick. 3 Then Jesus went up on a mountainside and sat
down with his disciples. 4 The Jewish Passover Festival was near.
5 When Jesus looked up and saw a
great crowd coming toward him, he said to Philip, “Where shall we buy bread for
these people to eat?” 6 He asked this only to test him, for he already had in
mind what he was going to do.
7 Philip answered him, “It would
take more than half a year’s wages[a] to buy enough bread for each one to have
a bite!”
8 Another of his disciples, Andrew,
Simon Peter’s brother, spoke up, 9 “Here is a boy with five small barley loaves
and two small fish, but how far will they go among so many?”
10 Jesus said, “Have the people sit
down.” There was plenty of grass in that place, and they sat down (about five
thousand men were there). 11 Jesus then took the loaves, gave thanks, and
distributed to those who were seated as much as they wanted. He did the same
with the fish.
12 When they had all had enough to
eat, he said to his disciples, “Gather the pieces that are left over. Let
nothing be wasted.” 13 So they gathered them and filled twelve baskets with the
pieces of the five barley loaves left over by those who had eaten.
14 After the people saw the sign
Jesus performed, they began to say, “Surely this is the Prophet who is to come
into the world.” 15 Jesus, knowing that they intended to come and make him king
by force, withdrew again to a mountain by himself.
But this year is different. This year we are going to drive
down Virginia to have Thanksgiving with my husband Matt’s parents. Instead of baking a
turkey, I’m taking this…
It's a turkey butter sculpture. I didn't even know they existed until I saw it in the store!
This year we are the guests, not the hosts for
Thanksgiving. It changes the dynamic a
little bit. It makes me wonder about how we give our thanks—do we give thanks
for the joy of decorating and hosting our families? Do we give thanks because
we have a table full of food? Is a butter turkey any different for a 15 pound
bird? Or are they both just something that is transitory?
As I was doing some reading about giving thanks, I was
struck by a comment by Rev. Martin Copenhaver made about our human nature. He
says: Nobody is born knowing how to be thankful. We are taught thankfulness in
childhood.
And you may disagree with that. You may believe that infants
and toddlers children do have an innate sense of gratitude. Either way, I think
we can agree upon is that somewhere along the way we are taught to name
gratitude and practice it in good times and bad. Our gratitude helps to shape
our response to the events of our lives.
Our phase of life influences our gratitude. Image a
Christmas morning. Children are genuinely surprised and delighted by the gifts
that they get. They know they could never get them on their own. When Billy
gets the right Xbox game from his grandma, he learns that the excitement he
feels is a form of gratitude. Dad tells him to remember to go hug grandma and
say thank you. Billy learns that gratitude is part of the excitement when he
gets a really cool gift. But then, one year grandma gives him socks. He’s about
to toss them aside to open the next gift when he hears his mom’s voice.
Go give grandma a hug and thank her for the gift. And he
does. And he learns that gratitude isn’t about getting what you want. It’s a
response to the love of the giver.
But as we age, many of us get to the point where we can buy
things for ourselves. We get jobs and have incomes. We can buy own Xbox games
and socks. We aren’t dependent and on others anymore and so we run the danger
of shallow gratitude. In this phase we write checks for a lot of things—church,
house, cars, kids, college, retirement, etc. We say a quick prayer of thanks in
the morning or before a meal and then rush to the next thing. In the busyness
of life gratitude becomes more mechanical.
We may practice it, but we do it by rote.
But then life changes again. And I’m not at this stage, but
this is what some of you saints of church have taught me. We age some more and
our incomes are limited and our bodies start to slow down or even hurt. Because
we are living so much longer, we have a new third phase of life. It’s not childhood
or adulthood. Scholars call this new phase from the late 70s on the third
phase, but I’d call it wisdomhood.
In childhood our toys and socks are a reminder that someone
loves us and is caring for us—and we are taught to say thank you. In adulthood,
our stuff is symbolic of our accomplishments in life. It’s proof that we have
become independent, productive people—and again we give thanks. In the third
phase or Wisdomhood, it seems that the lifetime of practice becomes second
nature.
Some of you who are entering into wisdomhood are the most
grateful and giving people that I know. You know how to be thankful not just
for the things. Your thanksgiving becomes deeper and richer and truer and
frankly, is an inspiration to me.
People in wisdomhood remember to give thanks for things that
people like me take for granted. For waking up and getting out of bed. You
don’t even take that simple act for granted.
People in wisdomhood seem to be grateful for the most
elemental thing—life itself. It doesn’t have to be a life with the right toys
or a life of independence., but being itself. It’s not excited gratitude for the gifts and stuff of life but a great
thanksgiving for the one who gives the gifts—God.
Those of you who are living this phase of gratitude aren’t
doing because it’s easy or it comes naturally. You are doing it because you
practiced it your whole life. Your parents taught you to say thank you when you
received a gift, even boring ones like socks. You probably write thank you
notes for things that you receive.
You’ve come to church where week after week you’ve practiced giving when
your income was steady.
You still come and give of your time and treasure even though
you may have less—less money, less energy or less physical ability. And so I am
thankful for you. For the gifts you give to God’s church and the gift of wisdom
that you share with us here.
In our Gospel story today, we don’t have a turkey and
stuffing Thanksgiving, but we have a big meal. A large crowd is following Jesus
and listening to his teachings. There were a lot of people because the Passover
festival was near. Jesus looked out on the crowd who had been following him and
decided that they needed something to eat. Jesus had a plan to feed them but he
turns to his disciple Phillip and asks where they might buy some bread for the
people.
Phillip, thinking that it’s all up to him says they can’t
afford to feed all the people who showed up. It would cost hundreds more than
they had. Andrew must have overheard them because he pipes up—there’s a boy
with five barley loaves and two small fish. But the idea that 5 loaves and two
fish could feed 5,000 was ludicrous.
That’s like taking a lunchbox from an elementary student and
trying to feed the whole school with it. A sandwich, an apple and a drink for
300 kids.
But Jesus knew better. Jesus didn’t look at the loaves and
fishes and worry about how little was there. He looked at the loaves and fishes
and trusted that God would provide.
Jesus looked at the loves and fishes and blessed God.
All of our English translations say that Jesus gave thanks.
But in Jesus’ Jewish tradition he would have said a blessing. But this blessing
was not for the food. The blessing was for God, who provided the food. The
blessing was for the giver, not the gift. Jesus’ gratitude was directed toward
God.
As a good Jew Jesus would have said the bread blessing. One
of the things I learned in Israel is that there are different blessings for
different foods. AND there is an order in which the blessings are to be given.
In our story, Jesus starts with the bread blessing because bread is
the first food blessing to be given:
Baruch Atah Adonai, Eloheinu Melech haolam, Hamotzi lechem min haaretz.
Blessed are You, Lord, our God, King of the Universe who
brings forth bread from the earth.
Then he did the same with the fish:
Baruch Atah Adonai, Eloheinu Melech haolam,
Shehakol Nihyah bidvaro
Blessed are You, Lord, our God, King of the Universe by whose word all things come into being.
Even if
you don’t know anything about Hebrew, you can hear that the opening in the
prayers is the same. They all start Baruch Atah
Adonai, Eloheinu Melech haolam. They bless God, the giver of all gifts.
This is
a subtle change in language but I think it makes a big shift in the way we see
our lives. A shift that many of us make as we enter old age. At Thanksgiving, we
say thank you God for the food. Or we ask God to bless the food we are about to
eat. This makes the object of our thanks and prayers the food. We are thankful
for the food, which is good. But even better is when our thanks are for God.
The food is temporary. God is eternal.
It’s
like the difference between a thankful child and a grateful adult. The immature
child is excited for the Xbox and the things
of life. The wise adult knows that gifts come and go, but living and loving and
faith are what really matter. The wise adult blesses the things that are of
eternity, not the things that can be unwrapped or eaten or worn.
In the
feeding of the 5000 Jesus, takes the bread and gives thanks, saying Blessed
are You, Lord, our God, King of the Universe who brings forth bread from the
earth.
Jesus recognizes what is temporary and what is eternal.
Jesus knows the difference between the gift and the giver. We take a lifetime
to learn that the Xbox game or the socks
are not what we are saying thank you for. We are saying thank your for the
person who cared enough to give the gift. We are thanking God, the ultimate giver.
Is a butter turkey different from a 15-pound bird on the Thanksgiving table? Not
really. In our lives the turkeys will come and go--literally and metaphorically--but God remains steadfast
and eternal. Let us give our thanks to the giver.
Baruch Atah Adonai, Eloheinu Melech haolam
Blessed are you, Lord, our God, King of the Universe who
gives us everything. Amen.
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