knowing what he knew, what he had done
but not all of what would unfold
the invocation, the intoning of these words
these words of the teacher, the master, Rabbi
changing the ancient words of remembrance
saying something entirely new, a new covenant
the morsel of bread dipped, shared from His hands
his words to go, to do that which is planned quickly
what must he have thought, in that moment
the doubt, the confusion, steps set in motion
unable to return, to pull back
the wheels of time turning
His body, His blood
His sacrifice, wet
dripping on his hands
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Edited December 19, 2012
“The Morsel of Bread – v2”
February 1, 2009
“The Morsel of Bread”
Matthew 26:14-30
Matthew 26:26-28
Mark 14:12-26
Mark 14:24-26
Luke 22:1-30
Luke 22:14-23
Luke 22:14-20
John 6:53-59
John 13:1-30
John 13:21-30
John 13:27-30
and sermon, “Even Me Lord?”
http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2009/02/sermon-even-me-lord-by-pastor-ruth-l.html
by Pastor Ruth Foss
by Pastor Ruth Foss
A Handmaiden of the Lord
Suncook United Methodist Church
Suncook, NH
February 1, 2009
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