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Psalm 144:4 Man is like a breath; his days are like a fleeting shadow.

This Bread

1 Comment Posted by on 14/10/2018

This bread is grace
This bread is grace
Grace shared, grace squared
It’s by that grace that we’re ensnared
Because in grace you dared
To show you cared.
Your love laid bare,
For all that stared
At a cross
A cross of shame but a cross of victory
That calls to me through years of history
Your love for me
And all of We
That looked to see
You on that tree
We don’t have to be
The ones that we
Were…
Once scared
Now loved and cared for
By your grace
Bread of life. Bread of love.
This bread is grace

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One response to “This Bread”

  1. Jen Vortriede 15/10/2018 at 00:37

    That was so beautiful, Brother! Eric and I broke bread together at home today, and I read your poem aloud before we broke bread. It went along so perfectly with today’s Bible reading of John 6.

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