More than Bread by Raymond A. Foss
He brought tears to my eyes, so quickly this time, because he paused caught me with the pacing, the cadence of his words, so rich with meaning, meaning I treasure, relish, long to understand “This is More than Bread” he said, holding up the loaf of fresh-baked bread; “and this is far more than just grape juice” He broke the loaf and raised the goblet intoning our hope in the mystery, the retelling of the ancient sharing of the sacrifice of the Christ, God with us, in the flesh Again, with hushed words, dripping with emotion
November 19, 2006 21:17
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