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Mark 2:23-28
One Sabbath [Jesus] was going through the cornfields; and as
they made their way his disciples began to pluck heads of grain. The Pharisees said to him, ‘Look, why
are they doing what is not lawful on the sabbath?’And he said to them, ‘Have
you never read what David did when he and his companions were hungry and in
need of food? He entered the
house of God, when Abiathar was high priest, and ate the bread of the Presence,
which it is not lawful for any but the priests to eat, and he gave some to his
companions.’ Then he said to
them, ‘The sabbath was made for humankind, and not humankind for the sabbath; so the Son of Man is lord even of the
sabbath.’
Under a Sabbath sun
I
love the freedom in Jesus and the freedom to which he invites me. He walks
through the fields, picking grain, knowing all the earth is gift, a pleasure of
God, flowing from the fullness of the Maker’s joy.
The
grain plucked from ripe stems are for him, for his friends, for all the people
of earth, to be received with thanks and shared in community with others.
Communion
happens as they walk under a Sabbath sun receiving the goodness of creation,
communion with God’s giving heart and with each other. They taste the joy of God,
the love that overflows the divine heart and are joined in a common humanity,
needing and receiving together the life God alone can give.
Seeing
the scene, I want to walk with Jesus through those fields, picking that grain, enjoying
communion with him under the Sabbath sun as clouds play tag across a summer
sky. Being with him is freedom and peace.
I
am free from rules that tell me what I am to do and how I should live. I am released
from anxieties about success and failure, from judgments of who I am or what I
do.
I
know … all that matters is being with Jesus, receiving and sharing the goodness
of what is, the wonder of what God gives, the love that can be found everywhere
and in all things, the love that fills the heart with a great, wordless ‘thank you’ for life and love, truest
worship of God.
Pr.
David L. Miller
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