Beloved
"And he took bread, and when he had given thanks, he broke it and gave it to them, saying, "This is my body, which is given for you. Do this in remembrance of me." Jesus in Luke 22:19 "This is my body, given for you. BROKEN for YOU." As these precious words reach my ears, they quickly sink deep into my heart, rush through my veins, and down into my bones. I take the bread and cup in one hand and my dearest in the other, and the tears start to come. It has always been all for Love. I am my Beloved's and my Beloved is mine. "You are restricted in your own affections. Open wide your hearts..." I've been mourning and working over something that's already been paid for. All of the scorekeeping of wrongdoings, all of the self-righteous law-abiding, trapped by fear, bound by insecurity, and distracted by complacency.... Hungry and thirsty, I've been longing for something that's already been free...