Fourth Meal…Father, Son, Spirit and me.

Bread for my thoughts that are broken & scattered.  Wine for my emotions that are bleeding out.

Bread because I’m Hungry. Wine because I’m Thirsty.  Body & Blood because it’s the only thing I know that is Right… Matthew 5:6.  What am I hungry and thirsty for?                          More of what’s right!

A piece of bread and a sip of wine is not meant to fill my stomach, but to mend my heart.

There is no greater crucible than eating the body & blood of the crucified.

Like the thief on the next tree he and I were strangers, but yet he’s bleeding, broken and suffering for me.  Sometimes I hang from the tree that rails against him. Sometimes I hang from a tree that hails for him.  But I always hang from a tree that nails him for me.

Lord in your mercy re-member me… put me back together for I am torn, and pulled out of joint. My limp is my re-minder that I am healed.