Now when Jesus heard this, he withdrew from there in a boat to a deserted place by himself. But when the crowds heard it, they followed him on foot from the towns. When he went ashore, he saw a great crowd, and he had compassion for them and cured their sick. When it was evening, the disciples came to him and said, “This is a deserted place, and the hour is now late; send the crowds away so that they may go into the villages and buy food for themselves.” Jesus said to them, “They need not go away; you give them something to eat.” They replied, “We have nothing here but five loaves and two fish.” And he said, “Bring them here to me.” Then he ordered the crowds to sit down on the grass. Taking the five loaves and the two fish, he looked up to heaven and blessed and broke the loaves and gave them to the disciples, and the disciples gave them to the crowds. And all ate and were filled, and they took up what was left over of the broken pieces, twelve baskets full. And those who ate were about five thousand men, besides women and children.
Matthew 14:23-31 (NRSVue)
My sermon from the 9th Sunday after Pentecost Sunday (August 2, 2020) on Matthew 14:13-21.
I’m going to start today’s sermon with a question: what do you do with leftovers?
Well, what I try to do with those bits of food leftover after a meal is to save them. I take what wasn’t eaten and usually store it in a takeout container with a mismatched lid. I tell myself that this food would be perfect to eat the next day and that I should remember where I put it in the fridge. But that mental note doesn’t always stick. And before you know it, that container full of leftovers is pushed to the back of the fridge. When I finally remember that it’s there, it’s no longer food fit for people to eat. Rather, it becomes a kind of science experiment that I used to do at school. I end up tossing those leftovers out – and I take the entire bag of garbage to my garage. Now, I try to be on top of things when it comes to leftovers. Right before I sat down to write this sermon, my lunch consisted of five day old peach cobbler and the last slice from a day old bread boat covered in cheese. Leftovers, to me, can sometimes be the very best part of a meal. Because there’s something special about food that’s all carbs and covered in sauce when it’s eaten on day two. But there are times when leftovers are just leftovers and they never actually get eaten. The mental notes we make for ourselves sort of vanish in the busyness – or lack of busyness – present in our every day lives. Our best intentions can’t always compete with the fact that time moves forward – and that there’s another meal we need to plan for. When the next day comes and if we have the resources to make a choice when it comes to our meal, we might not want to eat what we had the day before. Those leftovers might not fit into the life we’re living right now – especially if we always ate leftovers at the office but we’re now entering the fifth month of working at home. Or maybe leftovers aren’t really something that show up in our life very often. Maybe the meals we make are only meals for one – and we haven’t been to a restaurant in months. Leftovers can sometimes simply be food we are planning to eat. But they can also tell a story about what’s happening and what’s possible in our life right now.
In today’s reading from the gospel according to Matthew, there’s a lot of leftovers. But it started with Jesus not really having anything extra to give. When he heard that John the Baptist was executed by those in power, Jesus wanted to take a moment just for himself. He went by boat to a place where he could be alone because he was, I think, grieving. Jesus went to a wilderness place – but it wasn’t a place where he couldn’t be found. The crowds and people in the towns nearby heard about John’s death too – and so they went out to find Jesus. They noticed him on the boat – and so they gathered along the seashore. Jesus saw them and chose to come ashore. Even though he was grieving, Jesus recognized their need and so he showed compassion while, I think, his heart was already breaking. The grief Jesus experienced didn’t stop him from showing love and so he started healing the sick that were around him. As evening crept near, the disciples finally caught up to Jesus who was surrounded by the crowds. They too – recognized a need – and how no one looked like they really made plans to spend that night in a deserted place. Maybe they, like Jesus, felt compelled to just get out once they heard of John’s death. The urgency of that moment – their fear and uncertainty – didn’t give them the opportunity to pack a few sandwiches before they headed out. The disciples, I think, were moved to show mercy – and so they told Jesus to send them home so that they people could actually be fed. But the mercy Jesus had in mind was different. He wouldn’t let them outsource filling the need that they had already seen. He told them to feed the crowd but the disciples assumed that what they had would never be enough. Their first response was to say they had nothing – except for five loaves and two fishes that would be nothing in a crowd that large anyways. We might want to rag on the disciples a bit because they were with Jesus – and this wasn’t the first miracle Jesus had done. But I do think the disciples were trying to be loving at that moment. And when they noticed a problem in the crowd before the crowd even complained – they recommended what they thought was possible. Their capacity for love and care was large – but Jesus was about to invite them to expand their vision of what was possible.
So Jesus, after giving thanks, blessed and broke the loaves and fishes. He gave the pieces to the disciples who then turned around and fed the crowd. After everyone ate their fill, the leftover bread and fishes filled twelve large baskets. It wasn’t enough for Jesus to just satisfy the immediate needs of the people gathered around him. He made sure that there were plenty of leftovers. But one of the funny things about this story is that we never hear what happened to those baskets. We never learn if that food was given to the crowd or was stashed away by the disciples to be eaten later. Now, I’m pretty sure anyone with a piece of bread or fish that was blessed and broken by Jesus would’ve made sure that it didn’t end up pushed to the back or bottom of their knapsack. Yet today’s scene ended with those 12 baskets just sitting there. And nothing was used up – or thrown away.
And so those leftovers, I think, are an invitation for us to expand our capacity to see what’s possible in our world. We, like the disciples, often notice a problem but then quickly shift our focus to our limitation. Instead of lingering in the problem, we move into those moments where we assume we aren’t enough. That doesn’t mean – and I’m not saying – that we all need to be optimists or embrace some kind of mantra like positive thinking. But I do wonder if the miracle in today’s story isn’t necessarily the feeding – but the opportunity Jesus gave the disciples to do what they didn’t think was possible. Because even though Jesus broke the bread and blessed it, he gave it to the disciples to feed the crowd. He didn’t take it on himself to do all the work. He knew that the disciples had been moved by mercy – so he gave them something different to help their practice of love grow. It’s not hard for us to linger in the limitations of what we think is possible. Our lives, experiences, and personal histories teach us what is possible and what is not. And that can be good because it helps to keep us safe. But our lives and experiences can also limit what we think is possible for us with God. We are called to be aware of what’s happening to our families, our neighbors, our country, and our world. We are called to see the needs of people who are not exactly like us. And when we see them, we can choose to focus on the limits of what we think love looks like. But we also have another choice. We can choose to expand our capacity of what love looks like – because God’s kingdom is always so much more. The leftovers of grace that Jesus displayed in this story was just an extension of the work he was already up to. Our reading began with Jesus noticing the crowd, recognizing their needs, and then offering love. Jesus was already busy working before the disciples showed up – and he’s also busy working in our world right now. We can, together, expand our capacity for what love looks like by not letting our limits define what we think God’s limits are too. Because, the truth is, that love always leaves leftovers. And the love God gives you – is a love we can give to each other and to the world – and that love should be big enough to leave leftovers too.
Amen.