My Mandarin. Broken For You.
Jan
10
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1/10/2010 1:56 PM
We had breakfast at Emmaus today. The room was filled with tables and the tables were stacked high with food. Eggs, bread, french toast, fruit, pastries, juice and coffee. It was beautiful. It was set up as a communion "love feast."
My family showed up a bit early to help set up. After everything was set up we all sat at a table and listened to the band practice. Morgan was talking with a friend. While she talked she peeled a mandarin and handed it to Bracken, who was sitting between us. He had been asking for mandarins all morning. Bracken took the mandarin excitedly from Morgan, then carefully broke off a few slices and handed them to me. "For you, Daddy," he said.
If we weren't getting ready for a communion service I may not have noticed these actions and words as something very familiar. But today, they stuck out. Broken. For you.
Bracken had no idea that he was practicing the Lord's Supper. He was simply sharing his food with people he loved. Thank you Bracken.
Amen.