Broken Bread
Jan 14th, 2008 by John
Broken Bread
by
John W Frye
“Let us break bread together,” they said.
I ate their broken promises instead.
Their ‘bread of life’ sticks in my throat.
Will I choke to death on this liars’ loaf?
Can unbroken lives eat the broken bread?
At his table the Broken Host serves,
Healing aroma, taste of life is in his bread.
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“Their ‘bread of life’ sticks to my throat.
Will I choke to death on this liars’ loaf?”
Good line.
Fireball,
Thanks
Excellent post brother.
Keep up the worderful blogging!!!
Preacherman,
Back atcha! Thanks!
Good post. It is those who are broken who best appreciate Christ’s body broken for them.
Fred,
I wholeheartedly agree with you.
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