Mark
6:30-34, 53-56
Quiet
Desperation
James
Sledge July
22, 2012
Jesus
and the disciples needed a little R and R.
They had scarcely had a moment’s rest for weeks. It had been a nonstop preaching, teaching,
and healing tour. The crowds were everywhere, pressing in on them, demanding
access to Jesus. Perhaps that is why
Jesus had sent the disciples out in pairs on a tour of their own. He needed surrogates to help in the face of
so much demand.
When
the disciples returned from their mission trips with tales of their own crowds
and of teaching and healing many, everyone was exhausted. But still people swarmed around. And so Jesus said, “Come away to a deserted place
all by yourselves and rest awhile.” And like celebrities escaping the
paparazzi, they got into a boat and slipped away.
But
the crowds were as persistent as paparazzi.
Jesus and his entourage had not made their getaway completely
undetected. They had been spotted, the
direction they were headed observed. Word quickly spread, and by the time Jesus
and his crew came ashore at their deserted hideaway, a huge, clamoring crowd
was waiting for them.
Time
to make another break for it. Time to give the crowds the slip. Send a couple disciples one way, a few more
the other, then slip out the back.
Except that Jesus looks into the faces of the crowd, and
he had compassion on them, because they were like sheep without a shepherd.
How
pathetic those folks must have been. They were so desperate that they chased
after Jesus like pre-teen girls chasing Justin Bieber. They were so desperate for help that they
begged just to touch his clothes. The disciples could have made a fortune if
they had known about mass marketing.
“Get you own piece of Jesus’ cloak for only $19.95, plus shipping and
handling.”
I’m
sure glad I’m not like those pitiful Galileans.
Sure, I’ve got my problems, but I’m not going to come unglued over
them. I don’t need to push and shove and
beg. I have things under control. I have
resources as my disposal. I’m not going
to let myself get in a situation where I need to act like those folks who
chased after Jesus, begging for him to help.
Feelings
this way may be why the images out of New Orleans shortly after Hurricane
Katrina were so disturbing.