bread-of-life – Storied Grace

A sermon for the Hot Springs Lent Lunch Series
March 17, 2025, at First United Methodist Church, Hot Springs, AR

“Can I get some bread over here?!” The little boy was with his mother at Olive Garden. “Can I get some bread?” The boy could not have been older than 7 or 8–old enough to know better, if you had asked me. He had already eaten, and his mother was waiting for the check. She kept telling him to be quiet because he had already eaten; he kept on. “Can I get some bread?” What came next really put me over; he started asking other customers if he could have a piece of their bread. “Can I have a piece of your bread?” The boy finally asked me. I was sitting there with a priest friend. We were enjoying our bread and had every intention of eating every bit of it ourselves. But we were in our priest collars, and it was Lent, and other people were looking, and wasn’t it the right thing to be charitable? My friend divided his breadstick in half and gave it to the boy. “Here, kid,” he said. “Now go sit down and give your mother a break.”

A sermon for the Tenth Sunday after Pentecost: Proper 12
July 28, 2024, at St. Luke’s Episcopal Church, Hot Springs

Readings: John 6:1-21

“The secret is in the hands.” A French baker told me that once, holding up his hands while he said it. I would go to the farmer’s market every weekend to get food when I was a student in France. I bought my bread from the same guy every week. I asked him what made his bread so good, thinking he must have some secret ingredient in his recipe. He said, “The secret is in the hands.” He went on to explain that his bread was simple: flour, water, salt, yeast–just like any bread. But he claimed to have some special method of kneading the dough by hand to perfection. That alone, he claimed, set his bread apart.

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