I am grateful for BREAD in all of its forms … homemade and baked fresh hot from the oven, bagels boiled, baked and then toasted slathered with cream cheese, english muffins topped with a fresh poached egg and hollandaise sauce, hot rolls and butter on our Sunday dinner table, and hot from the oil scones or fry bread. Bread, it’s my comfort food, my go-to when I need a little nosh. A single slice of bread with peanut butter & jam, or with butter dusted with cinnamon-sugar or wrapped around a hotdog as a bun. I am very grateful I’m not gluten-sensitive or intolerant and I’m very sorry for those who have such challenges.
My life would be sad indeed without bread for my body, but most sad without the Bread of Life, Jesus Christ, our Savior. How grateful I am for my testimony witnessed by the Holy Spirit
that He is the source of all spiritual nourishment and as we turn to and come unto him he saves us. He is the Bread of Life.