Companioned and deeply loved by Christ

Too soon we rise; the symbols disappear;
 The feast, though not the love, is past and gone.
The bread and wine remove; but Thou art here,
Nearer than ever, still my Shield and Sun. (Horatius Bonar 1855)

We were just in Switzerland where we visited a small village church. Afterwards, a table was spread with the most wonderfully baked and delicious breads, of every kind and shape imaginable. Bread is so much… Continue reading →