Jesus
said, "Do not work for the food that perishes, but for the food that
endures for eternal life, which the Son of Man will give you. For it is
on him that God the Father has set his seal." Then they said to him,
"What must we do to perform the works of God?" Jesus answered them,
"This is the work of God, that you believe in him whom he has sent." So
they said to him, "What sign are you going to give us then, so that we
may see it and believe you? What work are you performing? Our ancestors
ate the manna in the wilderness; as it is written, 'He gave them bread
from heaven to eat.'" Then Jesus said to them, "Very truly, I tell you,
it was not Moses who gave you the bread from heaven, but it is my Father
who gives you the true bread from heaven. For the bread of God is that
which comes down from heaven and gives life to the world." They said to
him, "Sir, give us this bread always."
Jesus
said to them, "I am the bread of life. Whoever comes to me will never
be hungry, and whoever believes in me will never be thirsty. But I said
to you that you have seen me and yet do not believe. Everything that the
Father gives me will come to me, and anyone who comes to me I will
never drive away; for I have come down from heaven, not to do my own
will, but the will of him who sent me. And this is the will of him who
sent me, that I should lose nothing of all that he has given me, but
raise it up on the last day. This is indeed the will of my Father, that
all who see the Son and believe in him may have eternal life; and I will
raise them up on the last day." John 6:27-40
Bread of Life
O Lord please help me with the needs
for today and each day forward
I am broken by this hunger
for love and life that does not die.
We are bent with age and worry
tilling this rocky uneven ground
we will plant and water here
asking that love take root here.
May we have a bit of bread
a kind word and a sweet smile
all the best blessings of the day
seasoned with the laughter of children.
May we feast on humble joys
here on this rock where we're fixed
may we nurture the weak and fledgling
and never tire in prayer.
We are bent with age and worry
tilling this rocky uneven ground
we will plant and water here
asking that love take root here.
May we have a bit of bread
a kind word and a sweet smile
all the best blessings of the day
seasoned with the laughter of children.
May we feast on humble joys
here on this rock where we're fixed
may we nurture the weak and fledgling
and never tire in prayer.
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