Locusts are crunchy, chewy and sort of taste like Doritos when properly prepared. The locust is a healthy food choice for the poorest of people in Africa and parts of the Middle East. It is a food of survival. A vast swarm of locusts recently left Egypt and arrived in Israel—three weeks before Passover. The symbolism is not lost on the people of both nations. This reminder of Moses and the plagues upon Egypt brings quickly to mind the story of the Angel of Death passing over a people whose door posts were wiped with the blood of a lamb. But locusts in Israel have raised a debate among some rabbis: Are locusts really kosher and are they only to be eaten by the poor?
Eating bugs that are eating all of your plants is no one’s first choice of diet. I have seen the starving supplement their daily foraging for millet with locusts. Eating locusts means living. We may stick up our noses at the pan-fried locust, but I know what I have eaten deep-fried at the State Fair. Locusts are more nutritious and do not fill anyone’s arteries with grease. Passover is March 26 this year, right between Palm Sunday and Easter. Our Scriptures tell of a Last Supper, a Passover Seder, led by Jesus with his disciples. We are invited to eat of Him. His crucifixion parallels the blood-washed doorposts with the sacrificial death of the Lamb. He died that we might live.
The locust has a distasteful appearance. So does the story of Jesus and the cross. Something has to die in order to come alive. Easter is meaningless without Christ’s death.
Resurrection Day is a victory day over sin and death. It is the holiest day of the church calendar. Plagues of sin and chaos can descend upon us like the locusts eating their way through our lives. There is a way to victory.
Keep healthy. Pray mightily. Enjoy your life today. Look to Easter. And let’s experience the love and power of God together.