Tag: Communion
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The Risk for God’s Only Son
That could be you, a hungry baby, Son, will you go? They looked at the playing children, at struggling, enslaved teenagers, Wept with a mother weeping over her dead baby. They looked at soldiers killing scared children They looked at the those bound and in prison, at the outcasts, the sick and the lonely, They…
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Communion
There it lay; cupped by my hand, warming my skin, so many times before, a thousand times and more, I warmed to his sacrifice, yet this moment, came, now: a scrap of flour and water, spoke his name, His prescience, burned with holiness and divinity, left…
