Missed communion

August 18, 2009

It was missed communion, a lost opportunity to shape a shared meal. She felt guilty, slicing the loaf of bread alone, asking for grace only for herself, sipping wine meant to be shared.

And yet, the quiet was exactly what she needed.

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