HOLY WORMS
Manna from heaven. The holy bread that sustains us in the wilderness. The bread that cannot be corrupted by greed or inequality. The bread that fills our communities with justice as it fills our stomachs with just enough. The bread that teaches a people how to be different, the bread that teaches slaves how to be free.
If only all food and goods of the earth melted and bred worms when we gathered too much or tried to hoard, would our chains be lifted? Where is our manna in these times of the one and the ninety-nine percent?
But do not despair, for manna is only a foreshadowing of a greater bread, the Bread of Life that hangs bloody from a cross. The bread that is the very Word of God, the very Flesh of God. The bread we eat every Sunday.
This bread teaches us that we are loved in our weakness and our brokenness. This bread fills our communities with mercy as it fills our hearts with the gushing forth of Hope. This bread teaches us to be with the poor, the rejected, the alone and the insane; and to find God there. This bread is the life of the world.
Let us eat our fill.
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