A Burden Lifting

Within hours of arriving in southern France, I was on my hands and knees in the bathroom of our country home … cleaning up a toilet overflow.

S was interpreting labels on French cleaning bottles and handing me paper towels.

The boys were in a nearby room, somehow competing in Olympic swimming on a king size bed. Two of them had on swim suits.

So began the latest phase of our year ’round the world.

We’re in a good gear now with a few weeks under our belts … but I’m still dogged by pressure to MAKE SOMETHING of this year. How can our time be more substantive than a vacation? What will we have to show for it in our insides and on the outside? What is my work during these months? What is our work as a family?

Feeling the pressure to have an answer to those questions is exactly the OPPOSITE of what a friend wrote on the eve of our journey, inviting us to:

Let go of your own agendas for this trip, your own parameters, your own objectives, your own definition of “success,” your own desires for what must be accomplished, what must happen, what must be experienced.

I’m not doing so well letting go and I’ve prayed earnestly nearly every day for clarity — even inspiration — about what our great purpose might be.

Today, there was an answer to that prayer. Sort of.

We were having a family worship service in our living room, listening to a great series from Jesuit Media Initiatives called Pray As You Go. The Scripture lesson was from John 6.

Then they asked him, “What must we do to do the works God requires?”

Jesus answered, “The work of God is this: to believe in the one he has sent.”

So they asked him, “What sign then will you give that we may see it and believe you? What will you do? Our ancestors ate the manna in the wilderness; as it is written: ‘He gave them bread from heaven to eat.’”

Jesus said to them, “Very truly I tell you, it is not Moses who has given you the bread from heaven, but it is my Father who gives you the true bread from heaven. For the bread of God is the bread that comes down from heaven and gives life to the world.”

“Sir,” they said, “always give us this bread.”

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.

The Jesuit narrator came out of the Scripture reading with this: “It is not unnatural for people to ask themselves ‘What work does God require of me?’”

Then he said this: “Jesus’ response seems to be ‘Just accept the work God has done for you.’”

Surely there is more to be discussed about the passage and its message … but it was a good Word for us today.

And I’m thankful for this bread.