John 6:60-71 · Many Disciples Desert Jesus

60 On hearing it, many of his disciples said, "This is a hard teaching. Who can accept it?"

61 Aware that his disciples were grumbling about this, Jesus said to them, "Does this offend you? 62 What if you see the Son of Man ascend to where he was before! 63 The Spirit gives life; the flesh counts for nothing. The words I have spoken to you are spirit and they are life. 64 Yet there are some of you who do not believe." For Jesus had known from the beginning which of them did not believe and who would betray him. 65 He went on to say, "This is why I told you that no one can come to me unless the Father has enabled him."

66 From this time many of his disciples turned back and no longer followed him.

67 "You do not want to leave too, do you?" Jesus asked the Twelve.

68 Simon Peter answered him, "Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life. 69 We believe and know that you are the Holy One of God."

70 Then Jesus replied, "Have I not chosen you, the Twelve? Yet one of you is a devil!" 71 (He meant Judas, the son of Simon Iscariot, who, though one of the Twelve, was later to betray him.)

To Who Can We Go?
John 6:60-71
Sermon
by Donald B. Strobe
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Back in August of 1969 a Conference on Liturgy and Worship was held in the city of Milwaukee.  Several hundred delegates from churches all across the country were in attendance.  At a set time in the program the participants were given an unusual assignment.  They were asked to go out singly into the streets of the host city, look for signs of hope, and then report back.  As far as I know, they are still out!  (I imagine that they came back, but the news report I read about the conference failed to say so.) At any rate, I wonder what signs of hope they found in Milwaukee in 1969?  That was about the time when the peaceful civil rights demonstrations led by Father James Groppi were beginning to come to an end, or turn violent.  Father Groppi left the Church soon afterward in disillusionment…

Dynamic Preaching, Collected Words, by Donald B. Strobe