changing the
ancient words of the Passover
speaking new words
of sacrifice, of covenant
God making himself
a sacrifice
to be given to
redeem us
breaking his body
in the breaking of
the bread
handing a piece to
him
the one who would
betray him
What must he have
felt,
sharing in the
meal, the offering,
the invocation,
the intoning of the words
these words of the
teacher,
his master, Rabbi
changing the
ancient words
of remembrance, of
protection
saying something
entirely new,
a new covenant,
for us
the morsel of bread
dipped,
shared directly from
his hands
his words to go,
to do
that which is
planned quickly
what must he have
thought,
in that moment of
gifting, of sacrifice
the doubt, the
confusion,
steps already set
in motion
unable to return,
to pull back
the wheels of time
turning
his body, his
blood
God’s sacrifice,
dripping on his
hands
Edit of April 13, 2013
“The Morsel of Bread – v6”
(starting with the original poem)
Edited March 19, 2013
“The Morsel of Bread – v5”
Edited December 21, 2012
“The Morsel of Bread – v4”
Edited December 21, 2012
“The Morsel of Bread – v3”
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
sermon blog
meditation blog
Suncook United Methodist Church
Suncook, NH
February 1, 2009
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