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.
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