At a table with other sinners, the Eucharist unites
The first person who taught me eucharistic theology was my Lutheran grandmother. Although I have no memories of…
Kneading Dough
The smell of bread baking wafts, stills her light as she enters bouncing, screen door clanging. …
Bread, art and a kindergarten heart
“NO! I HATE this part of the bread! I won’t eat it!” My daughter had just realized that her…
Poems For Corpus Christi
My Daily Bread Will I grow old alone, a pitied spinster, the dried-up nun? Can we…
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