I made my favorite roll recipe the other day for a family Easter celebration. My kids (and hubby) went bananas. I hadn’t made bread since we moved, and homemade bread definitely is a favorite around here.
I’ve always loved making bread, and my bread machine actually makes it pretty easy. My hubby and I aren’t big sandwich-eaters, so it never has been worth making sandwich bread since it goes bad faster than we eat it. But, now that my kids have officially hit the PB&J sandwiches phase, so we suddenly are going through much more bread.
So, there I am, making rolls for the first time in a couple months, feeling guilty that I’m not making my kids fresh, healthy, homemade bread for everyday eating. I was at a homeschool fair the other day and saw the grain mill booth (I would kill for one of those, by the way). I’m sure that intensified my guilt. Then I started thinking that maybe I should start making my own peanut butter and jelly to go on the homemade bread. That would make me a good mom….right?!?!
Then I realized that I was doing the whole trying to justify myself by my own good works thing again. “Right…Jesus…Jesus makes me a good mom. Not feeding my children the most delicious nutritious food out there.”
Anyway, it got me thinking about bread and the symbolism of bread down through the ages (I’m a history nerd). Bread is provision…sustenance…comfort. It even has significance to many religions. And then I remembered John 6:26-35.
Truly, truly, I say to you, you are seeking me, not because you saw signs, but because you ate your fill of the loaves. Do not labor for the food that perishes, but for the food that endures to eternal life, which the Son of Man will give to you. For on him God the Father has set his seal.” Then they said to him, “What must we do, to be doing the works of God?” Jesus answered them, “This is the work of God, that you believe in him whom he has sent.” So they said to him, “Then what sign do you do, that we may see and believe you? What work do you perform? Our fathers ate the manna in the wilderness; as it is written, ‘He gave them bread from heaven to eat.'” Jesus then said to them, “Truly, truly, I say to you, it was not Moses who gave you the bread from heaven, but my Father gives you the true bread from heaven. For the bread of God is he who comes down from heaven and gives life to the world.” They said to him, “Sir, give us this bread always.”
Jesus said to them, “I am the bread of life; whoever comes to me shall not hunger, and whoever believes in me shall never thirst.
Kinda goes along with the whole, “making my kids bread is good but not of eternal importance” thing doesn’t it?
I pray that the Lord gives me the strength and wisdom to teach my children more about the Bread of Life than about the healthiness of homemade sandwich bread! I don’t want to “labor for the food that perishes, but for the food that endures to eternal life…”