bread broken,
placed into my hand,
calls me to a new wholeness,
wholeness for brokenness,
brokenness made whole,
as this mystery becomes alive in me,
as I take and eat,
as I take in Christ,
filled by his grace,
flooded with mercy,
as in wine
now offered
I drink deeply of forgiveness,
now healing begins,
deep and true,
and for a moment
I know that I am loved completely,
unquestioningly, unconditionally…
this is the mystery
of my faith,
this bread,
this wine,
this act of love…
Eternal footsteps 