This guy was being followed around. The crowd was huge, but he knew every single person in it--he knew their hearts and their minds, he knew the very essence of their souls like it was stamped to the back of his hand. Better, even. He knew what they wanted, too.
They wanted bread.
They were talking with each other while they waited, eager to see what he would do. He had fed them before. Would he do it again? Would he give them food?
"What miraculous sign will you perform for us?" They asked.
"I know what you want." He told them. "You want bread. But the bread you ask for will fade away. You will be hungry again after you eat it."
The crowd spoke to one another, conversing, wondering, words weaving in and out between them in an intricate thread of voices, people.
"The bread I will give you," He continued, "Will never fade."
"Then give us this bread." They answered.
"I tell you the truth," Said he, "I am the bread. Eat of me and you will never be hungry."
The people were surprised, confounded, puzzled--they didn't understand.
"How can we eat you?" They grumbled. Would this man feed them or not?
"I tell you the truth, unless you eat of my flesh and drink of my blood, you will never see the kingdom of Heaven." He told them.
what?
Jesus. That was Jesus, right there. His beauty, his perfection, his death. So let's go back. You may have read abut Jesus, you may know about him. You may know that he once said, "this is my flesh" about bread and "this is my blood" about wine. Maybe you don't know anything at all. But get this--Jesus told a crowd of maybe 5000 or so people that if they ate him they would go to heaven. Radical, huh?
See, there's a double-meaning to everything he says. It's commonly held belief that when he spoke of "eating of his flesh" and "drinking of his blood", Jesus was talking about how he sacrificed his body (the "bread"), so that he could "feed" people's spirits. When Jesus died, his sacrifice was meant to cover people's sins, or wrong-ness and generally messed-up-ness. By accepting his sacrifice, we accept the spiritual bread that sustains us and fills us the rest of our lives.
And just an afterword--Jesus promised that if we accepted him, the world would pretty much hate our guts. So think about it. To learn more, you only have to look as far as a bible.
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