The disciples grumbled sometimes.
I just got done reading the five books of Moses (Genesis, Exodus, Leviticus, Numbers, Deuteronomy). The Israelites grumbled a LOT.
There was a point where those large crowds of people who followed the Jesus Show everywhere didn’t like what He was saying.
“Your forefathers ate manna in the wilderness and still died. I am the bread of life. Whoever eats my flesh and drinks His blood will live forever.”
The disciples asked Jesus for clarification, and Jesus doubled down.
“Just because you’re offended by this doesn’t mean it’s wrong” (I’m paraphrasing).
After this little back-and-forth, many of Jesus’ disciples turned around and went back home.
Twelve guys left. “Do you want to go away as well?” This is a crucial conversation.
Peter speaks for the group (no surprise here): “Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life, and we have believed, and have come to know, that you are the Holy One of God.”
Eat His flesh. Drink His blood. Believe the hype. Jesus is the real deal, and the disciples should know. Ask the guys closest to Him, and this is the summary you hear.
Who do people say I am?
Some say Moses. Elijah. One of the prophets.
Who do you say I am?
Peter again: “You are the Christ, the Son of the living God!”
What’s my takeaway? Spend time with Jesus. Observe. Listen. Learn. Follow.
Somehow the stories come off the page, and the conclusion is the same. Only one makes sense: Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life.