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God’s Breakfast Cereal

The scrap of pita bread dissolves on my tongue, my saliva moistening it, breaking it down as I let it rest on my taste buds. The pastor looks into my eyes, saying, " The body of Christ, broken for you." I savor the floury weight of it, this piece of the body of Christ, as my stomach rumbles in anticipation. Feeling the softened particles spread throughout my mouth, I swallow slowly, letting the pieces travel to the back of my…
Allison De Jong
January 1, 2008