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25 When they found him on the other side of the lake, they asked him, “Rabbi, when did you get here?” 26 Jesus answered, “Very truly I tell you, you are looking for me, not because you saw the signs I performed but because you ate the loaves and had your fill. 27 Do not work for food that spoils, but for food that endures to eternal life, which the Son of Man will give you. For on him God the Father has placed his seal of approval.” 28 Then they asked him, “What must we do to do the works God requires?” 29 Jesus answered, “The work of God is this: to believe in the one he has sent.” 30 So they asked him, “What sign then will you give that we may see it and believe you? What will you do? 31 Our ancestors ate the manna in the wilderness; as it is written: ‘He gave them bread from heaven to eat.’ ” 32 Jesus said to them, “Very truly I tell you, it is not Moses who has given you the bread from heaven, but it is my Father who gives you the true bread from heaven. 33 For the bread of God is the bread that comes down from heaven and gives life to the world.” 34 “Sir,” they said, “always give us this bread.” 35 Then Jesus declared, “I am the bread of life. Whoever comes to me will never go hungry, and whoever believes in me will never be thirsty. (John 6:25-35 NIV)
I write this in the evening of Saturday, November 22, 2025. It is yet another anniversary of the day President John Fitzgerald Kennedy was assassinated in Dallas, Texas by Lee Harvey Oswald. We won't argue the many theories out there as to who really killed him. The truth was that his death affected the nation and I truly believe caused the heart attack of my Dad's aunt, Paulina Martinez, Tía Nina to me and my siblings and she was a sweetheart of a lady. She was my Momo's sister, so that made her our great-aunt. She lived in McAllen, Texas and died there. Her funeral was held in her birthplace, Havana, Texas, where she was buried on Wednesday, November 27th. We returned home to Kingsville, Texas on Thanksgiving morning of that year. After we cleared the Border Patrol Checkpoint in Falfurrias, we stopped at the rest area located afterwards. It's not the one that exists today, the former was in a different location. Mom announced that our Thanksgiving meal would be there with bologna sandwiches on white bread and chips. I cried. "This is not a Thanksgiving meal! We need turkey and dressing and all the good things you make for that day!" She laughed and said, "That's tomorrow." Oh.
This will the only ConCafe for this week and I'm concentrating on the Thanksgiving passage for this year as selected by the Common Lectionary. And it's about food and Jesus. And people. And food. Most people like free food, especially the hungry. And people in Jesus' day were hungry. And having been fed once, for free, folks followed Him in hopes of getting more free food. And being Thanksgiving in the US of A, we majored in food, lots of food that a simple baloney sandwich won't do; well in the mind and tummy of a eleven year old, and a silly one at that.
The crowd has just witnessed Jesus feed five thousand people with five loaves and two fish. Now they're chasing Him down, hungry for more. When they find Him, Jesus confronts them with uncomfortable truth: "Very truly I tell you, you are looking for me, not because you saw the signs I performed but because you ate the loaves and had your fill." They want the gift, not the Giver. They want their stomachs filled, not their souls saved. They're pursuing Jesus for what He can provide rather than for who He is. On this Thanksgiving, we face the same temptation—to focus our gratitude on the blessings rather than on the One who blesses, to give thanks for the gifts while taking the Giver for granted. The crowd asks, "What must we do to do the works God requires?" They're still thinking transactionally—what can we do to get more bread? Jesus redirects them: "The work of God is this: to believe in the one he has sent." They want a to-do list; Jesus offers a relationship. They want religion; Jesus offers Himself.
The crowd then demands another sign: "What sign then will you give that we may see it and believe you? What will you do? Our ancestors ate the manna in the wilderness." The irony is staggering—they've just seen Jesus feed thousands with almost nothing, yet they want another sign. They reference the manna in the wilderness as if Jesus hasn't just done something even more remarkable. This is the human condition: we receive blessing after blessing, yet we quickly forget and demand more proof, more provision, more evidence that God cares. On Thanksgiving Day, we gather around tables laden with food, surrounded by the evidence of God's provision—yet how quickly we forget these blessings when challenges come. Jesus corrects their theology: "Very truly I tell you, it is not Moses who has given you the bread from heaven, but it is my Father who gives you the true bread from heaven. For the bread of God is the bread that comes down from heaven and gives life to the world." The manna in the wilderness was just a preview, a shadow of something greater. God always intended to give something better than physical bread—He intended to give the Bread that satisfies the deepest hunger of the human soul.
The crowd responds with a request that reveals they still don't understand: "Sir, always give us this bread." They're still thinking about physical bread that fills stomachs temporarily. They want the convenience of never being hungry again, a perpetual food supply. But Jesus is offering something infinitely greater: "I am the bread of life. Whoever comes to me will never go hungry, and whoever believes in me will never be thirsty." This is one of Jesus' great "I am" statements—a direct claim to deity, echoing God's self-revelation to Moses at the burning bush. Jesus isn't just a provider of bread; He is the Bread. He doesn't just give life; He is life. The satisfaction He offers isn't the temporary fullness of a good meal but the eternal satisfaction of a soul that has found its true home. To come to Jesus means to find the end of our restless searching, the answer to our deepest hunger. To believe in Him means to discover that what we've been looking for in a thousand other places—fulfillment, purpose, security, joy—has been available all along in Him.
On this Thanksgiving, we gather to give thanks for food, family, health, home—all good gifts from our generous Father. But Jesus invites us to something deeper than gratitude for blessings. He invites us to gratitude for the Blessing Himself, to recognize that all the good gifts point to the greatest Gift—Jesus, the Bread of Life who came down from heaven to satisfy our deepest hunger. Every meal we enjoy, every provision we receive, every blessing we count is a reminder that God gives generously to His children. But the ultimate provision, the gift that makes all other gifts meaningful, is Jesus Himself. This Thanksgiving, as we taste earthly bread, may we remember and give thanks for the Bread of Life who gives us eternal satisfaction. As we gather around tables filled with abundance, may we come to Jesus and find in Him the abundance that never runs out, the satisfaction that never fades, the life that never ends. For whoever comes to Him will never hunger, and whoever believes in Him will never thirst.
PRAYER: Loving Father in heaven, we give You thanks this day for every blessing You've poured into our lives—for food on our tables, roofs over our heads, people we love, provision for our needs, and countless gifts we often overlook. But most of all, we thank You for Jesus, the Bread of Life who came down from heaven to satisfy our deepest hunger and quench our deepest thirst. Forgive us for the times we chase after Your gifts while neglecting You, the Giver. Forgive us for seeking satisfaction in things that can never truly satisfy. Thank You that in Jesus, we have everything we need—forgiveness, life, hope, purpose, and a love that will never let us go. As we celebrate this Thanksgiving, help us remember that every good gift comes from Your hand, and the greatest gift of all is Jesus Himself. We give You thanks, not just today, but every day, for You are good and Your love endures forever. In Jesus' name, amen.
Have a great and blessed day in the Lord. OUR CALL TO ACTION: This Thanksgiving week, before each meal you eat, pause to thank God not just for the food but for Jesus, the Bread of Life, and share with someone at your table one way Jesus has satisfied a hunger in your life that physical blessings never could.
I love you and I thank God for you. You matter to God, you matter to me. Make others matter to you especially as you give thanks to God for all God has shared with you.
Pastor Eradio Valverde, Jr.










