And now

Between the bread and wine

Sits a word—

Hope.

It is tangible and warm

And comes in the form

Of the resurrected man before me.

 

I sit there

Disbelief and joy clashing

Overwhelmed with the idea

That Jesus truly is

Everything He claimed to be.

 

He meets my gaze

Lingering on my brokenness

And now I understand.

I am weak and inadequate

But He has made me whole.

I am capable of what I detest

But He has made me new.

 

And it bursts,

A song within me—

He is risen

And I am the one

Who has been given life.

 

Between the bread and wine

Sits a word—

Hope—

And it brings forth

A triumphant desire

To tell the world.

“Later Jesus appeared to the Eleven as they were eating… He said to them, “Go into all the world and preach the gospel to all creation.”

Mark 16:14-15

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