Saturday, October 26, 2013

The Morsel of Bread – v11

What must Judas have felt, sharing in the meal
the invocation, the intoning of the new words
these words of the teacher, the master, Rabbi
changing the ancient words of remembrance
saying something entirely new, a new covenant
spoken by their Master, the Christ

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
doubt, confusion, yet steps set in motion
unable to return, to pull back
his fate, his conviction

Wheels of time turning, ever moving forward
that which was written long before unfolding
His body, His blood, with us in the memory
His sacrifice, His life, the blood of spirit
wet, red, sacrifice, dripping on his hands
the trembling hands of Judas


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Edited October 25, 2013
“The Morsel of Bread – v11”
(editing version 8 again)
Edited October 17, 2013
“The Morsel of Bread – v9”
Edited October 9, 2013
“The Morsel of Bread – v8”
(editing original again)
Edited September 8, 2013
“The Morsel of Bread – v7”
 (editing version 3)
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?”
by Pastor Ruth Foss
sermon blog
meditation blog
Suncook United Methodist Church
Suncook, NH
February 1, 2009

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