Jars kept the Land Rover pointed northwest, heading to Cooperstown where he’d spend the night before continuing on in the morning after breakfast. If he was still alive. He’d opted for a leisurely, scenic drive along State Route 28, one that would carry him from Highland to Cooperstown, sending him through the picturesque Catskills where […]
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Sten couldn’t imagine what Jars wanted to talk with him about. Given the time and place his friend had chosen it could have made for fertile speculation. But although Jars had complimented him more than once on his legal creativity he’d long ago found that trying to guess what the unpredictable CEO of Synapzius had in mind was an exercise in futility.
A glance at his watch confirmed what Sten already knew: Jars was late. Only eight minutes but, for anyone who knew him, Jars being late was tantamount to Warren Buffett being on the losing end of a stock trade. It may have happened. Once.
Like many of the events recorded for us in the Gospel records this incident takes up little space on the written page yet provides a wealth of insight into the Person of Jesus Christ and our relationship to God through Him.
The setting for the event lies at the conclusion of an extraordinary day, one in which the divinity of Jesus is displayed through the feeding of five thousand by means of a small boy’s contribution of five barley loves and two fish. Jesus transformed these meager ingredients into enough food to satisfy all present and the miraculous sign was further evidenced by the collected remnants—enough to fill twelve baskets. (Perhaps one for each of his astonished disciples?) The response of the well-fed multitude was a desire to take Jesus by force and make Him king. Such are the hazards of miracles: signs meant to read one thing are misread by many.