The true bread of God is the one who comes down from heaven and gives life to the world.” “Sir,” they said, “give us that bread every day.” –John 6:33 & 34, NLT
It was no ordinary bread––it was a super-bread. They made cakes and biscuits and cookies and stuffed quail with it. They drizzled it with honey and oil and ate it as a snack. Some ancients refused to eat it because it reminded them of those violent hailstorms back in Egypt; needless to say, they died of hunger. Others silently complained that their manna was smaller and flatter than their neighbor’s, that they picked more and them less, that they would starve. For they were to pick neither more, and neither less than what they needed at dawn. They were not to waste any of the manna, for the scorching desert would turn it into rot. And then they would complain that they’d starve of hunger in their resting day!
That manna was not for ungrateful humans, for that would remind them of the bitterness they left far away. But for those who truly appreciate the wonderful gift––even when it stopped as soon as they arrived in the Promised Land, the manna would be the most sweet reminder of the best provision to come.
Would this man, who said is made of bread, give people the bread they truly need?