There is a deeper and more profound context to the bread and fish miracle than what meets the eye. We all know the story – how Jesus multiplied five loaves and two fish and hence fed a gathering of five thousand men. In addition there obviously must have been both women and children present. The intriguing thing is that the five loaves and two fish represent our humanity. That is how far our powers stretch – five loaves and two fish are all we have to offer a hungry world. However, in our rebirth we were joined one Spirit with God and in that instant we no longer are five loaves and two fish. We often erroneously think that that is all we have to offer until the revelation comes which opens our minds to a far greater reality. In this union with God it is impossible to discern or make a distinction between man and God. We are so completely meshed together with God that to tell where I begin and God ends is an utter impossibility. From here it becomes very interesting, because in this union we are no longer merely five loaves and two fish. We are multiplied so that our influence is far beyond our human limits – those we operated within before we came to Christ. In this new setting where God has taken us over we are just as astonished as the disciples when we behold what happens around us when we serve what we think is a rather meager portion to the world. It multiplies! The Spirit is all over the place! Almost incredulous we watch how God feeds a huge gathering of people through us. And miracle over miracle; after the feast there are twelve baskets with leftovers which we bring with us home. After we have given out our portion we are better off than what we were before. We have more to give at the next occasion, and we have plenty to satisfy our own needs so that we are always refreshed, quickened and energized in the aftermath of our ministering to the world. It is the oneness with God that Jesus prayed for that makes all this possible! The prayer is answered! We are multiplied! God has made the impossible possible.
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Amen to that!
Love this. Everywhere I’m looking it’s all about humanity, normality, but joined to the Spirit of God. 30 years ago in the London house churches it was all about “being natural”….only then it really got up our noses…because none of us had got the thing on our insides. We thought being Spirit-filled was our ticket. Until we change our separate seeing….we remain as five loaves and two fish…looking very natural indeed and nowhere enough to feed five thousand! Brian Coatney wrote a poem this week called “Clay”
Clay
I am clay,
traversed or planted in
the ordinary way.
Colors vary,
task to task,
or texture on a given day,
but basically,
this is clay.
Even when a potter’s fantasy,
it’s dirt,
but oh so rich I always say.
Never despise it;
it’s the rudiment of Adam,
putting God on display.
Clay is what I am—
as real as toast and jam.
BC/9-17-2010
Hi Chris and guys, I was so surprised and delighted to stumble across your exchange and of all things, “Clay.” How fun! Brian
I really enjoyed the poem! I am glad Chris shared it with us all!
Yes!!! And yes again! It is a question about seeing beyond separation! I really enjoyed the poem despite the sorrow fact that I am not wired in that fashion. Never been a great lover of poetry, but this was something different!
I know this is going to sound like ‘just scripture’, but it’s much more! Like your loaves and the fishes; it’s much more! It’s abiding! Abiding is the key unlocking it’s treasures.
“John 15:1 I am the true vine, and my Father is the husbandman. 2 Every branch in me that beareth not fruit he taketh away: and every branch that beareth fruit, he purgeth it, that it may bring forth more fruit. 3 Now ye are clean through the word which I have spoken unto you. 4 Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, except it abide in the vine; no more can ye, except ye abide in me. 5 I am the vine, ye are the branches: He that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing. 6 If a man abide not in me, he is cast forth as a branch, and is withered; and men gather them, and cast them into the fire, and they are burned. 7 If ye abide in me, and my words abide in you, ye shall ask what ye will, and it shall be done unto you. 8 Herein is my Father glorified, that ye bear much fruit; so shall ye be my disciples. 9 As the Father hath loved me, so have I loved you: continue ye in my love. 10 If ye keep my commandments, ye shall abide in my love; even as I have kept my Father’s commandments, and abide in his love. 11These things have I spoken unto you, that my joy might remain in you, and that your joy might be full.
I love this passage!
We are the “leftovers” of the apostles……..
lol…good one, Cindi