Lent 41: Monday of Holy Week

Detail from Juan de Juanes, "The Last Supper", Wikimedia Commons
Detail from Juan de Juanes, “The Last Supper”, Wikimedia Commons


And now         we lift

this bread,      this wine

born from dust,

tilled in soil,





baked: now break


this bread

and rend


your hearts, your hands.


You look

one to another,



“Not I?” Yet surely you, before

the night

is done

will swear

you did not ever eat this bread.


This bread     for you

is broken.


This blood      for you

is spilt.

Published by Matthew Pullar

Teacher, writer, blogger, husband, father, Christian. Living in Wyndham in Melbourne's west, on the land of the Kulin Nation. Searching for words to console and feed hearts and souls.

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