This hard feeling hits me that these things, the struggles are a constant reminder of why we need Christmas! Why we need Jesus so much. Why my home needs Jesus. Why my heart needs Jesus.
And, I need Him in two ways - I need His Body. I needed Him to be born as a little baby and come to this earth as a perfect and sinless man. Secondly, I need His Blood. Oh, how I need forgiveness and my sin is a reminder of why. This fallen world is a reminder of why and how very much we all need Him.
Of course, I see other parallels in the bread making - the molding and shaping as He molds and shapes me, the making of beauty out of individual ingredients, the heat and process to become exactly what it is meant to be. And, in the waiting for the rising - it is like waiting for Him to come. I share at lunch that so many were waiting for the Messiah and He came!
We eat fresh-from-the-oven bread and drink sparkly grape juice for lunch and talk about how we need His Body and His Blood. And, the girls get crafty and we visibly remember that we are thankful for His Body and His Blood.
We talk about how He is the Bread of Life. About how we can take the Word and it brings life!
And, while I am not feeling too great before lunch - the nourishment of the bread and juice has revived me in body and spirit. I feel so much better afterwards and I realize, too, that this is exactly how it is before and after Jesus. Not only do we feel better, we are whole.
My girls have been interested in learning more about communion and this seemed like a great way to begin introducing some of the context to them, some of the meaning and especially a good reminder of Christmas and Easter truths that we need every moment.
Thank You, Lord, for this food for both body and soul today. Oh, how I need You.