Detail of stained glass in All Saints Church, Houghton Regis. |
Breaking Bread;
the unbreakable
broken
for me.
For I am
crumbled
unhumble
unleavened
but somehow
heaven bound.
Spilled wine/blood
the unspillable
spilled
for me.
For I am
breakable, glass,
potential shards
to cut and wound
and bleed.
I am
not
‘I am’.
You are ‘I am’
and I,
in mingled blood of soul
and crumbed bread of life,
share Your
inheritance.
1 comment:
beautiful picture and word picture Keith
Janice
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