Monday Morning Reflections
The Holy Bread
Lori Griffith
February 1, 2026
Pastor Keith sat on the steps leading to the platform, the children gathered closely around him. One little girl’s eyes were wide, fixed on the bag of bread in his hands, staring at it as if she were hungry. Honestly, so was I 
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.I listened as he explained that toast, PB&J, dino nuggets, and goldfish crackers won’t sustain them forever. It may curve the hunger in their little tummy's for a bit, but that we need the Bread of Life, Jesus, to be spiritually nourished for eternity. A simple truth for little ears.
Amen 
Pastor Joe’s sermon carried that same truth, but this time for grown ears that required my undivided attention. I was reminded that God asks me to come exactly as I am. Sick, broken, disheveled, hungry, needy. A sinner, like David, invited to come, to eat, to drink, to remember and to believe, that communion is His body broken and His blood poured out for David, and for me. For us all. Not once I’m fixed. Not once I’m worthy, but exactly as I am right now. The Lori who walked into church this morning in need of Him. And oh, how I need Him every day.
David lied to the priest and took bread that was not meant for him, breaking man’s law. He ate, and God did not condemn him. No lightning bolt. No judgment. Only provision. David was a man in need, and God fed him. A sinner deeply in love with God. And like David, I too am a sinner in love with God. I need Him. I love Him. I want Him. Thank You, God, for Your mercy.
I walked into church this morning with a gut-wrenching hunger for Him. I know it because it was in the 30s, and I still climbed out of my warm bed to be there. I was eager to hear God’s message. Eager for praise and worship 
. Eager for all the hugs. Eager for the luncheon afterward… but more than all of that, I was desperate for the Bread of Life. The true Bread from heaven that satisfies my spiritual hunger and thirst. The One who quiets my fears, cleanses my sins, comforts me in illness, plants gratitude in my heart, removes destructive desires, surrounds my family with protection, and secures my marriage.
. Eager for all the hugs. Eager for the luncheon afterward… but more than all of that, I was desperate for the Bread of Life. The true Bread from heaven that satisfies my spiritual hunger and thirst. The One who quiets my fears, cleanses my sins, comforts me in illness, plants gratitude in my heart, removes destructive desires, surrounds my family with protection, and secures my marriage.I claim the Gospel until the day You come and take me home, Jesus.
I. Am. Full.