Bread of Life
Murmurs ripple through the crowd.
What kind of Messiah
is this?
Eat His flesh, drink His blood?
Some scornfully mutter,
He is mad.
Many began to slink away.
Even the Twelve flounder in bewilderment.
Today,
the mystery revealed
to all who believe.
Humbly we bow, tear sliding down the cheek,
hands reverently cup the bread, the wine.
Remembering
the unthinkable sacrifice.
Jesus Christ
the
Bread of Life.
– Yvonne Kays
