Multiplication of Solidarity — A reading of John 6 from Venezuela

Rev. Obed Juan Vizcaíno Nájera of Venezuela tells the story that forms scripture for this Sunday’s preaching and next for those who use the Revised Common Lectionary. Jocelyn Gardner Spencer translates:

Multiplication of Solidarity

With what will we buy food so that all these people can eat?
Any amount of money would not be enough to feed so many;
we couldn’t even give a crumb to each one.
Lord, don’t ask of us that which is impossible,
that which we cannot buy.
Feed more then ten thousand people?

“Give them something to eat.”

The money will not buy enough to distribute among these people,
and that all would be satisfied
is impossible.
Only with a miracle could someone feed this many people;
we don’t have enough capital for such a feat.

Don’t look at me that way, Lord;
don’t ask of me what I cannot do;
wipe that almost-mocking smile off your face.

“We have neither silver nor gold,
but what we have, we should share.”

A voice shouts in the middle of the crowd:
“Here is a boy who has five loaves of bread
and a pair of fish.”

What is that for so many people?
He is the only one who is ready to share.

“Among the poor, no one goes hungry.”
Another sentence of yours, Jesus.
We don’t have enough food;
we don’t have enough money;
only one boy is ready to share his meal.

Perhaps that is a miracle?

“Tell the people to sit down on the ground.”
The boy freely offers his food to Jesus.

“I thank you, Father,
for among so many people
there is always someone ready to share their bread,
overcoming selfishness
and losing the fear of sharing,
giving all that they have.”

Hearts were opened,
and pockets, and dishes;
the people took out their food and shared.
Loaves emerged, and fish, and fruit, and vegetables,
and smiles, and invitations.

Many discovered in the boy’s spontaneity
that their own capacity to give,
their own solidarity,
defeated fear and selfishness
and false feelings of security.
Mine was transformed into ours,
ours into everyone’s.

From that moment on,
no one called any of their possessions their own,
for they learned to have all things in common.
No one went without anything;
nothing was left over;
nothing was wasted.

Bread abounded in the midst of such generosity,
to continue practicing faith and solidarity.
“Among the poor, no one goes hungry.”

Multiplicación de la Solidaridadimages

¿Con qué compraremos alimentos para que coma tanta gente?
Cualquier cantidad de dinero no bastaría para alimentar a tantos,
ni siquiera podríamos dar un pedazo para cada quien.
Señor no nos pidas lo imposible,
lo que no podemos comprar.
¿Alimentar a más de diez mil personas?
-Denles de comer-
No alcanzará el dinero para repartir entre esta gente,
y que queden satisfechos,
es imposible.
Solo con un milagro se podría dar de comer a tanta gente,
No tenemos el capital suficiente para tal hazaña.
No me mires así Señor,
no me pidas lo que no puedo hacer,
borra esa sonrisa casi burlona de tu cara.
-No tenemos plata ni oro,
pero lo que tenemos debemos compartir-
Una voz grita en medio de tanta gente:
-Aquí hay un niño que tiene cinco panes
Y un par de peces-
¿Qué es eso para tanta gente?
Es el único que está dispuesto a compartir.
-Entre los pobres nadie pasa hambre-
Otra frase tuya Jesús,
No tenemos comida suficiente,
no tenemos esa cantidad de dinero,
solo un niño está dispuesto a compartir su comida.
¿Acaso eso es un milagro?
-Decid a la gente que se siente en el suelo-
El muchacho con desprendimiento ofrece sus alimentos a Jesús,
-Gracias te doy Padre,
Porque entre tanta gente
siempre hay alguien dispuesto a compartir su pan,
superando egoísmos,
y perdiendo el miedo de compartir,
dando todo lo que se tiene-
Los corazones se fueron abriendo,
los bolsillos y las viandas,
la gente sacó su comida y compartieron,
surgieron panes, pescados, frutas, legumbres,
sonrisas e invitaciones.
Muchos fueron descubriendo en la espontaneidad del niño,
Su propia capacidad de dar,
Su solidaridad,
vencieron temores y egoísmos,
falsos sentimientos de seguridad.
Lo mio se transformó en nuestro,
lo nuestro en lo de los demás.
A partir de ese momento,
ninguno decía ser suyo propio nada de lo que poseía,
sino que aprendieron a tener todas las cosas en común.
A nadie le faltó nada,
nada le sobró a nadie,
Nada se desperdició,
Sobreabundó el pan en medio de la generosidad,
Para seguir practicando la fe y la solidaridad.
-Entre los pobres nadie pasa hambre-

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