“And Jesus took the bread, and when He had given thanks, He broke it.” (1 Corinthians 11:23)
He had given thanks and broken bread with fish and fed about 15,000 people on a hillside. This time He broke bread for the disciples as a metaphor of the breaking of His body for us on the cross. The last time stands immoveable for that “bread” continues to feed everyone who wants it.
We ate Sunbeam white bread when I was a child. I attempted to simulate their TV commercial by tearing a piece of bread in half from top to bottom. When I think of breaking bread this way, I think of the temple veil being torn in two from top to bottom, torn by Heaven’s hands – a removal of what symbolically divided everyone from the Father. According to scripture, this tearing occurred when Jesus breathed His last on the cross. His sacrifice making possible restored relationship between child and Father. An open invitation. Only after bread is broken can we be blessed by its fullness.
Whether its bread or curtains, the breaking or ripping creates space for something to enter through – through the love-opening of God’s heart as He executed His rescue plan for us. Jesus, The Bread of Life, the manna that we don’t completely grasp, has all we need. All we have to do is walk through and into His presence.
Thank you, Abba, for your way is beautiful and nourishes me like nothing else can.
(c) Robin Lawrimore, 2011