Bread

We can grow good wheat and make good bread when we realize that man does not live by

bread alone.

I'm smitten with making bread. I really appreciate the fact that there's no such thing as over-kneading or too much punching down although I have now realized that one can over-proof.

I'm consistently astonished whenever I look at the dough and see it doing what it's supposed to. Perhaps that's a lack of faith, but it blazes me away each time.

(So I squawk and do a happy dance)

(Especially when I saw the challah!)

And sort of unrelated, but it is, but not ... this is what comes to mind.

Take this bread, take this wine

Now the simple made divine, for any to receive

By Your mercy we come to Your table

By Your strength You are making us faithful

We remember You, and remembrance leads us to worship

And as we worship You, our worship leads to communion

We respond to Your invitation

We remember You.