Consecrating the elements

A simple call to the Communion table for Sundays centred around storms or sailing stories.

When the dark clouds thicken 
and the squall rides high
and the wild winds whistle
and the storm birds cry,

we will find our peace 
at a table wide 
decked with risen bread 
and a carmine tide 

of blood-stained tears 
in a silver cup
surging, spilling,
lifted up

to the Southern Cross  
which points our way 
on the boundless sea
to the breaking day.

About Yvonne Ghavalas

A minister in the Uniting Church in Australia, sharer of stories, sandwich enthusiast, seeker, and sometimes fool (archaic), sporadic blogger at liturgies4life.com

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