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The Morsel of Bread – v7 What must he have felt, sharing in the meal knowing what he knew, what he had done (but not all of what would unfold that day) Christ’s invocation, the intoning of these words these words of the teacher, the Master, their Rabbi changing the ancient words of remembrance saying something entirely new, a new covenant 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 so many doubts, confusion, steps already set in motion unable to return, to pull back, the wheels of time turning His body, His blood, in that bit of bread from Jesus His sacrifice, wet, dripping yet upon his hands Running from the room, with the others out into the cold night, the world, Jerusalem no longer safe, within the sheepfold, out of Christ’s protection Did the cold greet him, like a heavy leaden cloak or did it hasten his steps to the Temple, destiny to spring the trap of evil, to capture to betray the One foretold, our hope, the Messiah ------- Edited September 8, 2013 “The Morsel of Bread – v7” (editing version 3) Edited December 21, 2012 “The Morsel of Bread – v3” raymondafoss.blogspot/2012/12/the-morsel-of-bread-v3.html Edited December 19, 2012 “The Morsel of Bread – v2” raymondafoss.blogspot/2012/12/the-morsel-of-bread-v2.html February 1, 2009 “The Morsel of Bread” raymondafoss.blogspot/2009/02/blog-post.html 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 https://twitter/PastorRuthFoss facebook/pastorruthfoss Suncook United Methodist Church Suncook, NH February 1, 2009 All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 25,400+ of my poems at raymondafoss.blogspot Poetry Where You Live.

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