As I come to the table of our Lord, I’m reminded of Mother Julian of Norwich’s image if Jesus as our mother, feeding us of his own body–feeding us ravenous unruly sisters, hungry for liberation and justice, and binding us together in blood and bread that does not subsume our differences, but engages and celebrates them, sustaining us in divine power and compassion to bear witness to a more lovely way.
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Words: Keegan Osinski
Image: Jim Kast-Keat
Music: Broke For Free
