Feasting

One sabbath while Jesus was going through the grainfields, his disciples plucked some heads of grain, rubbed them in their hands, and ate them.  But some of the Pharisees said, “Why are you doing what is not lawful on the sabbath?”  Jesus answered, “Have you not read what David did when he and his companions were hungry?  He entered the house of God and took and ate the bread of the Presence, which it is not lawful for any but the priests to eat, and gave some to his companions?” Then he said to them, “The Son of Man is lord of the sabbath.”  Luke 6:1-5

A single seed of grain sits in my hand,
Resting and rolling slightly.
Awakening me to the a deeper truth,
That I might rest in God's hand.

Other places in Scripture proclaim,
"Why do you hunger for that which is not food?"
And yet, I do.
I hunger sometimes for power, prestige, privilege.
Hunger to be known.
And yet no amount of positive image can feed me
The way trusting that I am created in God's image does.

We make all these rules about
who is in and out.
whose comments we like or
words we re-tweet.
We make all these rules to
defend and distinguish us from others.
Are we like the Pharisees?
Clinging to our understandings rather than grace?

To rest...let this seed of grain.
To know...like this seed that I have value in God's sight.
To trust that this moment I am enough.
May I feast on that this day and this week.

Grace and peace ~~