“In every crumble, a story untold
Raw emotion, strength, love to uphold
The human experience, vulnerability shared
Through breaking bread, our essence laid bare”
Julia Delaney

Breaking bread. Have you heard this phrase? I bet you have. Have you ever wondered why “breaking bread” and not cutting, not sharing, not giving, not eating together, but breaking? Breaking Bread…

How come this phrase is so simple yet so powerful? Breaking Bread. When I hear “breaking bread,” I hear trust, I hear fellowship, love, strength, devotion, forgiveness, resilience… Do you hear it? Do you see it? Strong hands break the crust, revealing a soft, fragrant soul framed by rough edges…

Breaking bread… I see soldiers in trenches breaking bread, I see a mother sheltering her kids during wartime, breaking a small piece of bread among five children and watching them eat while starving herself.

Breaking bread… I see a group of weary travelers gathered around a campfire, tearing apart a loaf as they share stories from the road, their faces illuminated by the flickering flames. I see a circle of friends, sitting on a sun-drenched hillside, laughing and joking as they break off pieces of warm, crusty bread to dip into bowls of vibrant, homemade dips. I see a father teaching his young child the art of breaking bread, their hands working together to coax the loaf apart, as the kitchen fills with the aroma of a freshly baked loaf and the sounds of a family coming together in harmony.

Breaking bread… I picture an elderly couple, sitting side by side on a park bench, tearing a baguette into smaller pieces, feeding the eager pigeons that flock around their feet, their wrinkled hands moving with a practiced ease born from a lifetime of love and shared experiences. I see a group of strangers, brought together by chance or circumstance, finding common ground as they break bread together, their differences fading away as they discover the shared humanity that binds them together. I see a community gathering in times of celebration or mourning, hands reaching out to break bread, providing comfort, support, and solace in the simple act of sharing a meal.

In each of these moments, the simple act of breaking bread is a powerful act of connection, unity, and shared experience. It is in these moments we come to truly experience the profound impact that this seemingly simple act of breaking bread can have on our lives. Somehow it brings us together, transcending barriers and bridging gaps, allowing us to find common ground in the most basic of human needs – the need to be nourished, both physically and emotionally.

Braking bread… Breaking bread goes beyond just sharing a meal; it’s an act of opening oneself to others, of creating a space for vulnerability and connection. When we break bread, we’re saying, “I trust you, I care for you, I want to share this moment and this sustenance with you.” This raw, real, authentic moment. It’s a gesture that spans across cultures and history, a universal language that speaks to our most basic human needs for nourishment and companionship.

As we break bread, we are reminded of the strength and resilience of the human spirit. We are reminded of those who came before us, who fought through unimaginable hardships and yet found solace and comfort in the simple act of sharing a meal. We are reminded of the soldiers huddled together in the trenches, their hands shaking from fear and exhaustion, yet finding the courage to carry on as they broke bread together. We are reminded of the mother who would give everything she had, even her own hunger, to ensure her children were fed and safe.

Breaking bread is an act of defiance against the darkness, a beacon of hope that we can come together and find solace in one another’s company, even in the face of adversity. It’s a testament to our ability to rise above our circumstances and find strength in unity.

See the honest hands holding firmly the crusty loaf, feeling its rough texture pressing against their skin. Just like that… skin to skin, touch to touch… And in this touch, there is a direct connection between the person and the sustenance that will nourish them. In this simple act of breaking bread, a bond forms, transcending time and space, as if the hands of the past reach out to join those of the present, weaving an unbroken thread of human experience.

As the fingertips dig into the loaf’s tender flesh, a sensation of unity and warmth spreads through the air. It is the shared heartbeat of generations that have come before, the unspoken stories of love, loss, and triumph that echo in the crumbly embrace of the bread. The hands, driven by a primal urge for sustenance and connection, reveal the very essence of our humanity as they pull the bread apart, unleashing a symphony of sights, sounds, and smells that awaken the soul.

The bread, once whole and unblemished, is now in pieces, its fragrant core exposed to the world. It is a testament to the raw vulnerability that lies at the heart of the human experience.

So, as we gather around our tables, whether they be laden with feasts or bearing only a simple loaf, let us remember the power of breaking bread. Let us honor the sacrifices of those who came before us and carry on the legacy of love, strength, and fellowship that they have entrusted to us. Let us break bread together, and in doing so, find the courage to face whatever challenges life may bring, united by the bonds of trust, compassion, and shared humanity.

For in the end, when we break bread, we do more than nourish our bodies; we nourish our souls, weaving together the threads of our shared experiences and creating a tapestry of hope, love, and strength that will carry us through even the darkest of times.

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Honest hands hold the crusty bread tight 
Skin to skin, touch to touch, our shared plight
Bond transcending time and space
A woven thread of human grace
Fingertips dig, tender flesh of the loaf
Unity, warmth, a sensation that grows
Shared heartbeats, generations before
Love, loss, triumph, an unspoken lore
Crumbly embrace, the bread’s gentle hold,
Primal urge, sustenance, connection unfolds
Human essence, hands reveal
Bread’s symphony, senses feel
Sights and sounds, fragrances swell
Awakening the soul, a powerful spell
In breaking bread, we find our core
Together, united, forevermore
Once whole, unblemished, the bread now in parts
Fragrant core exposed, like an open heart
The world bears witness, vulnerability clear
A testament, profound, as human truth nears
In every crumble, a story untold
Raw emotion, strength, love to uphold
The human experience, vulnerability shared
Through breaking bread, our essence laid bare
Together, we break bread, a symbol so dear
Finding courage to face life’s challenges, near
Bound by trust, compassion, shared humanity
United we stand, in heartfelt unity
Nourishing bodies, yet souls we embrace
Threads of experience weave into place
A cover of hope, love, and strength we create
To carry us through dark times, unafraid
For in the end, when we break bread
We nourish more than our bodies’ stead
Threads of hope, love, strength, we sew
Carrying us through life’s ebb and flow

(2022 © Julia Delaney)

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