Bread Wey Come from Heaven

Di smell of fresh bread from clay oven. E warm, e simple, na food for every house. Dem born Jesus for one town wey im name mean house of bread. And one day e talk say: na me be di bread.

Di day before, for one hillside wey get grass near di Sea of Galilee, Jesus take five barley loaves and two small fish from one boy, e give thanks, and e feed crowd of five thousand men, plus women and children. Everybody chop until dem satisfy, and dem gather twelve baskets of di food wey remain. Dat night, Jesus cross di lake. Now di crowd don trace am reach Capernaum, for di oda side. Dem want more. And Jesus tell dem straight: una dey find me because una chop di bread and una satisfy. No work for food wey dey spoil, but for food wey dey last reach life wey no dey end.

So dem challenge am. Which sign you go do, so dat we go believe you? Our fathers chop manna for di wilderness. As dem write am, e give dem bread from heaven to chop. Dem dey remember di forty years after dem comot from Egypt, when every morning, di ground around Israel camp full with small flakes of food from God. Moses give us bread from heaven, na wetin dem dey talk. Wetin you fit do? Jesus answer: no be Moses give una bread from heaven. Na my Father dey give una di true bread from heaven. Because di bread of God na di One wey come down from heaven, and e dey give life to di world.

Lord, dem talk, give us dis bread every time. And Jesus talk: I be di bread of life. Anybody wey come meet me, hunger no go ever catch am; and anybody wey believe me, thirst no go ever catch am. No be bread wey go fill you for one day. Bread wey go fill di deepest hunger of di heart: di hunger to get love, to get forgiveness, to belong to God. And I no go ever drive anybody wey come meet me away, Jesus talk. Dis na wetin my Father want: say everybody wey see di Son and believe am go get life wey no dey end, and I go raise am up for di last day.

Di crowd begin to murmur. No be dis Jesus, di son of Joseph? We know im papa and im mama. How e go talk say, I come down from heaven? But Jesus no take im word back. Una fathers chop manna for di wilderness, e talk, and dem die. Here na di bread wey dey come down from heaven, so dat person fit chop am and e no go die. I be di living bread wey come down from heaven. If anybody chop dis bread, e go live forever. And di bread wey I go give na my body, wey I go give for di life of di world.

Di name Bethlehem for Hebrew na Beit Lechem, and e mean house of bread. Di town dey among wheat and barley farms; di book of Ruth happen there for harvest time. And di manna wey di crowd remember, di book of Exodus describe am as white like coriander seed, and di taste be like wafer wey dem make with honey. Moses even keep one jar of am, so dat di generations wey go come later fit see di bread wey God give.

Bread Wey Come from Heaven. You go find am for John chapter six, verse thirty to fifty-one. Di baby wey dem lay for manger, di place wey dem dey put food for animals, inside di house of bread, grow up to talk say: I be di bread of life. So see one question wey you go carry dey go. Wetin you dey hungry for, deep inside you, wey na only Jesus fit satisfy?