silence held him
as he reached out
to touch the mystery
of broken bread,
bread
broken for him,
in this incense laden place
full of prayers,
of wonder and holiness,
heaven touched earth here
as the wordless communion
opened his eyes
to the mystery of how
God might be with us...
did his heart sing
in that moment,
I do not know,
but this I do know
his wonder touched my heart
and mine sang
as our eyes met
in the silence...
One of the highlights of Greenbelt for me was the Silent Eucharist on Sunday afternoon, it was made more special by one little boy and his family. The children entered in to this silent act of worship with a real sense of awe and wonder, they shared the peace beaming at the people around them and lighting us all up, they loved being able to cast their prayers as incense on charcoal, but the whole thing was made for me as the youngest took the bread that was broken and offered to him, his eyes were like saucers and his wole face lit up. Surely God was with us.
Photo from The Mount at Boughton House ( mine)
