Back when I was just a kid, my church went through a phase where they used Hawaiian sweet bread for Communion. I remember how on every first Sunday when I would come in to the Sanctuary and see the Communion table all set up, I would crave the sweet taste of that bread dipped in the grape juice all during the service. It was the kind of flavor that I wanted to take home with me and taste more of; I didn’t want just one bite.
Though, it wasn’t necessarily Holy Communion that I longed to partake in. I was just in it for tradition’s sake and the physical food, not the Spiritual stuff. But wouldn’t it be great if we craved Jesus like that? If we ached for more time with Him, if we hungered for the sweet taste of His words? If just one bite of Him on a Sunday morning wasn’t enough to satisfy us Monday through Saturday?
As I’ve grown a bit, I’ve tasted Jesus in a new way. I’ve learned of His steadfast love for me, of His great power, and of His victory. I’ll never get over it. I’ll never not be moved to tears when I think of this perfect man, this God who left His throne, who laid down His own life for me, for us, who beat death and returned to be seated at the right hand of God in the flesh, but sent His spirit to live within all those who accept Him. I’ll never just shrug it off when I remember that His blood has covered my many sins, and one day when I meet my Father in Heaven, I’ll be seen as perfect because of that. I’ll never take Communion the same way I used to as a child.
Now that I have tasted, I should be hungry for more every hour of every day. Should. But, like most of us, life tends to be distracting and I hunger for other things. I have noticed that, personally, if I am not in prayer and Scripture every day, I begin to try and fill up on the world. But it’s useless. The world will never fulfill me.
John 6:35 says, “Then Jesus declared, ‘I am the bread of life. Whoever comes to me will never go hungry, and whoever believes in me will never be thirsty.'”
I’m going to fill up on Jesus, and He’s sweeter than any Hawaiian sweet bread could ever be.
Lord, demand my attention. Remind me everyday of how I need Your sustenance, and of how sweet You taste so that it’s You that I crave throughout my day. Amen.
Written by: Christie Walker,
Cypress UMC Communications Assistant