“This Fellowship Of Broken Bread”  [Reflections On Book The Book Of Revelation "I" (Revelation 11:13)] (Matt. 28:20; 1 Cor.11:26;)

“I die for you – and break this bread
That you might live, for now you’re dead;
Just like a truck can’t move about
With gasket shot, it’s stopped – no doubt.”

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“That is the way with all – we Jews
Are product of God’s saving news;
For all folks live that way on earth –
Through Abraham God gave us birth.

“Now it’s our turn to share this thought
With other folks with whom we walk;
I break this bread as they’ll break mine;
Through broken bread you’ll do just fine.

“So don’t forget the cost is dear;
And don’t forget your way’s made clear
For other cultures far away
To learn of this, hear old Abe say –

“ ‘It’s faith, by Jove, which clears a way
To go beyond one’s dreary day;
Step up on Kingdom’s icy layer
And skate away to answered prayer’.

“Oh, by the way, you’ll suffer too;
So, having gone, I say to you,
When at a loss for what to do
Disciple those in culture new.

“You need not to do that how I did,
But model’s there, and so I bid
You teach, baptize, those in your care
I give to you, I’ll go prepare –

“Those culture-rooms in Father’s house,
And be with you, and with your spouse;
With God at core you’ll be set free
To boundary jump, be there with Me.

“So, breaking bread as meals you eat,
Will bring to mind this bitter-sweet
Enactment – how this came about –
That in your death, you’ll have no doubt.

“For bread is solid, visceral,
Not airy-fairy – do until
I come again that sudden day,
When sharing-time I’ll sweep away.

“So bread’s about your mission task;
‘And of what is that?’ I hear you ask;
Just share faith-news of Kingdom-layer,
That all might now be Kingdom-players.

“ ‘Blood spilled’, that differs from this task;
Forgiveness that – set free at last
All people are in sacrifice;
But broken bread – that’s layer of ice –

“For you to skate on to their doors;
To pass through them – not as before,
But freed to move, unhindered now –
My broken body that allows.

“So lighten up – it’s poetry
Fixed firm in life’s reality;
Just break the bread and shut your face –
Your life poured out, like Mine, gives grace.”

Thanks Lord for this.

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