Yesterday, I was pondering about the imagery of going through a spiritual desert.
So through reading Mark 8:1-4 this morning I began thinking that maybe this isn’t a desert after all. I mean, being truly hungry doesn’t prove that there is nothing to eat. I just need to find the right place to look. Or should I say the right person?
In Mark 8, Jesus tells the disciples, “I have compassion for these people; they have already been with me three days and have had nothing to eat. If I send them home hungry they will collapse on the way, because some of them have come a long distance.”
Now, I do some of my best thinking in metaphors. If Jesus had compassion on a group of people in need of being fed physically. How much more does he have compassion on me… in need of spiritual food.
The disciples, of course, didn’t get it. They asked, “Where in this remote place can anyone get enough bread to feed them?”
What strikes me here is that they had Jesus there with them in person the whole time.
“This remote place”… this desert is never without exactly what we need as long as Jesus is there with us too.