Sharing Sunday: Flesh eaters and blood drinkers


Just after feeding the multitudes, we find Jesus withdrawing to the hillside to be alone. 

{There is so much truth awaiting absorption in that one example.  Don’t we all long for solitude yet rarely make the effort to get alone.  And even feel guilty for the thought of wanting to withdraw to the hillside.}

His disciples went out in a boat to cross the sea. 

Then a high wind arose, and the sea began to churn. After they had rowed about three or four miles,they saw Jesus walking on the sea. He was coming near the boat, and they were afraid.

But He said to them, “It is I.Don’t be afraid!”  (John 6:18-20 HCSB)


The disciples make it safely to shore with Jesus aboard.  Eventually, the people gather around Jesus again. 

And the questioning begins.  The followers grilling Jesus.  Wanting answers. 

Which finally prompted what my pastor coined the original hard saying of Jesus.

I am the living bread that came down from heaven. If anyone eats of this bread he will live forever. The bread that I will give for the life of the world is My flesh.”

At that, the Jews argued among themselves,“How can this man give us His flesh to eat?”

So Jesus said to them, “I assure you: Unless you eat the flesh of the Son of Man and drink His blood, you do not have life in yourselves.  Anyone who eats My flesh and drinks My blood has eternal life, and I will raise him up on the last day, because My flesh is real food and My blood is real drink

The one who eats My flesh and drinks My blood lives in Me, and I in him. Just as the living Father sent Me and I live because of the Father, so the one who feeds on Me will live because of Me. This is the bread that came down from heaven; it is not like the manna your fathers ate—and they died. The one who eats this bread will live forever.” (John 6:51-58 HCSB)

I want to believe this suggestion to eat flesh and drink blood is simply signifying the delicate, tidy ordinance of the Lord’s Supper.  I am seeking an organized, laundered mode of religion. 

Yet, I know deep down my desires for a clean, orderly manner of worship don’t always exist.  My pastor pointed this out recently when he reminded us of the bloody consequences of sin, sacrifice and repentance. 

I wouldn’t want to wear my nice clothes when I went to worship because I wouldn’t want to get blood all over them.  Then I began to think of the whole place.  Death, blood, fire and ashes everywhere.  Blood sprinkled on everything.  Pools of blood where the animals were killed.  Have you ever been to a slaughter house?  Have you ever smelled dried blood?  This isn’t the picture of worship that I usually have in mind. (BK’s Blog; Keith Royal)

I want life. 

Unless you eat the flesh of the Son of Man and drink His blood, you do not have life in yourselves.

Jesus is asking me to be nourished by Him.  

A removal of superficial longings which, when granted, satisfy only temporarily. 

He wants my stomach to growl with hunger for the Hidden Manna.

My tongue to ache for a drip of nectar from the True Vine.

And my heart to pursue Him as a flesh-eating, blood-drinking follower. 

Even if it gets messy.


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7 thoughts on “Sharing Sunday: Flesh eaters and blood drinkers”

  1. He wants my stomach to growl with hunger for the Hidden Manna.
    My tongue to ache for a drip of nectar from the True Vine.

    I ‘love’ this… it is my true desire

    blessings and thank you for such a beautifully illustrated post!
    Tell Caleb, “Thank You”. He makes it plain that our eyes should be on Jesus, the Author and ‘Finisher’ of our Faith!
    may we all look and never take our eyes off Him!

    1. Yes, Susan, especially in the midst of a storm and churning sea, may I keep my eyes on Him.

      I enjoy seeing Caleb’s illustrations of the sermons each Sunday. He draws while our pastor preaches. It keeps Caleb’s attention on what’s being taught. And I get to then see the sermon through a child’s eyes.

      In fact, even having read this passage so many times, I had never really thought of Jesus walking on the rough, churning waters of a storm until I saw Caleb’s drawing.

  2. That is the one thing I have to always remind myself and that is to draw away to a place of stillness where it’s just me and GOD. Every evening I have that time where it is just me and God but I need to have it in other areas of my life as well. After a long day I should withdraw and get my strength renewed before I begin with the family but I don’t I come right on and start and this is why I see how I can get overwhelmed at times. In my prayer time I am asking God to help me so when I get to locked into things I need the Holy Spirit to pull me back for a moment. Great post and love the art work

    1. Thank you, Desiray. I heard a sermon about being still and the examples of times when Christ withdrew. We’d do well to follow Him more often. A life of simplicity is so inviting right now.

  3. Wow Cristal. Powerful post. I was struck by the words of your Pastor… and by your reflection about these key verses. Glad to have found your blog.
    Grace to you,

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