“29 Jesus went on from there and walked beside the Sea of Galilee. And he went up on the mountain and sat down there. 30 And great crowds came to him, bringing with them the lame, the blind, the crippled, the mute, and many others, and they put them at his feet, and he healed them, 31 so that the crowd wondered, when they saw the mute speaking, the crippled healthy, the lame walking, and the blind seeing. And they glorified the God of Israel. Jesus Feeds the Four Thousand 32 Then Jesus called his disciples to him and said, “I have compassion on the crowd because they have been with me now three days and have nothing to eat. And I am unwilling to send them away hungry, lest they faint on the way.” 33 And the disciples said to him, “Where are we to get enough bread in such a desolate place to feed so great a crowd?” 34 And Jesus said to them, “How many loaves do you have?” They said, “Seven, and a few small fish.” 35 And directing the crowd to sit down on the ground, 36 he took the seven loaves and the fish, and having given thanks he broke them and gave them to the disciples, and the disciples gave them to the crowds. 37 And they all ate and were satisfied. And they took up seven baskets full of the broken pieces left over. 38 Those who ate were four thousand men, besides women and children. 39 And after sending away the crowds, he got into the boat and went to the region of Magadan.” (Matthew 15:29-39 ESV)

Laser precision turns clamor to a dull backdrop: here, now, Today, and on the move, the Call is heard and Acted upon, the Call to that pinpoint precision that, somewhere “out there” is a Cause to fight for. 

Is the Gospel front and center, or is the message one of artificial human-made distinctions? Is it plain that all need Christ, all souls are spirits who need Salvation? Or is it a less evolved concession to what “powers be”? Indeed, in Christ we dare to be surprised and to dream a bit bigger in modest, calm approval: indeed! Christ has been proclaimed, and what we are… what we have Become… it is a bit more fanciful and dreamy than anything we had dared hope upon.

We are therefore soldiers on the right side of the war precisely because we have learned that any hope couched in concession, couched in humdrum “basic truths” of humanity, couched in settling of differences via surrender: that all such hope needs mighty repair and improvement to the daring and unheard of perch. We dare dream big not because we’re ambitious, but because it is a mandate of survival. We will not survive in the middling grounds, in the intermediaries of fleshly thought and more hopeful Principle. No, we need His entire message, as something that radically turns the doctor’s office to a place where people just “wanna bless”, “wanna care”, “wanna talk it through”. That turns the place of employ, whatever the genre, similarly. And that sees, real Decisions are being made as to how and for what end game Man fights his wars.

Real Decisions as to one path of research to ignore, and another to Laud. Real Decisions as to the Tomorrow Prophet no more stark or visionary than the working class Leader, himself, herself a prophet as well, only this: that thoughts of society falling apart at the seams are not solved by conceding to a demon of lust or of begging, of strange rites or foreign worship: what solves our problems, is a Daring (no less courageous than that deed done “in the flesh”) encounter with Jesus. Where and in whose family, all things are lightness of being, yes, but all things are Cruciform in enactment. By Cruciform is just meant, explore the pleading zone, explore the what-if area, explore the Suffering Servant’s leading-by-example. Explore that on some level you bear, each of you, a Cross. And we do so gladly in exchange for serving the Lord. Because strangely our human occupations or hoardings or ambitions, all these blissfully come undone and drift into an outer space of the soul, in Light of His patient enthusiasm for saving souls.

That is, man cannot serve two masters. More, one must enter the sheepfold by the gate. Third, they will throw you out of synagogues. To regale Christ as Lord and Father in Heaven, is to see a simple glimpse of His healing, patient work, and in this glimpse to envision a magisterium, a soup-to-nuts Make, a vehicle Patient and Illustrious. The gate, for each of us it is a matter of honest, “low-down” thinking: are my thoughts benign, rather, peace-loving? Not necessarily “peaceful” if encountering a would-be bargain with sin, but “peace loving”? Low-down thinking, meaning to be unambitious, unhyped, dispassionate. Oh, but only this as well, that we Hype Jesus, and Hype something mysterious about His walk to the Cross. That we are Passionate about His Story and His Promises, His healing Touch. So, good Christian, discover your Cross, and Believe that He intends to remake and remake, to touch up and anoint and perfume, the Christian Family literally in place, in situ, in Earthly-bound, patient outlay. Not only a heavenly what-if, but a world to Discover and harbor, sanctuary, for the children in the Faith, for the adolescents in the Faith, for those longing for one “date” with their dearest friend Jesus.