Every day... all through the year, I remember Him!

I remember Jesus in the garden with the weight of the world's sin on him. I remember Jesus as he stands quietly being accused by the crowd. I remember Jesus as he's dying, asking God to forgive us. I remember Jesus appearing to people and talking with them after he was laid behind the stone.

But this week, Holy Week, I share my remembering with others, so they may experience the joy of freedom for which Jesus suffered.  

Yes indeed

You were talking about the bread representing the body of Christ and that you want to be filled with Christ...so we should take BIG pieces of bread. Of course, just let me have the whole loaf.

But here's a poem I came across about Bread:

Let Me Be Bread 
 
   Turn me outside in and upside down, Lord. 
   Pummel and purify me; 
   Still me from the world's noise. 
   In that sacred space 
   At the center of my being, 
   Turn me inside out and downside up! 
 
   Yeast and ferment me 
   To be leaven in the marketplace. 
   Commission me 
   To push past contemplation 
   And embrace action! 
 
   Shape me into a loaf of bread 
   That can be blessed, broken, and shared 
   --So others may taste 
   The goodness of Your Love 
   Risen 
   And baked in me. 

                 -- Jeanette Martino Land

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