Over the last couple of days, I’ve discovered a few things that haven’t been as clean or fresh as they should be. Yesterday, I came across an oven tray that looked like it has a couple of years’ fat on it. The bottom of the tray was literally caked in fat, a good 1/8 of an inch up. I’ve never seen such a dirty, greasy tray in my life.
Stale Bread
Today, however, I saw something even worse. I saw a loaf of bread that was not just a little off, or even quite mouldy. I saw a loaf of bread that literally was just mould. Astonished, I took a closer look, risking some kind of awful infection by picking it up. Yes, the whole thing was green. As it arose out of the bread bin I found it in, a hige plume of green smoke followed me, choking me in the process.
This was stale to the core. There’s no use for this any more. It’s not redeemable. In John 6:35, Jesus says, “I am the bread of life. Whoever comes to me will never be hungry, and whoever believes in me will never be thirsty.”
The bread in the picture has ceased to be bread. It is a relic of its bygone glory, but Jesus is eternally the bread of life. Jesus is never past his sell-by date. He doesn’t go off. He should be the same to us today as the first day we walked in our salvation. Is he? If He isn’t, then maybe we should spend time seeking Him again, because as the bread of life, He is everything we need. He is our staple. Hallelujah! Praise the Lord!
