Jesus on the night when he was betrayed took a loaf of bread. 1 Corinthians 11:23
After bitter herbs, I place
upon the table my strange bread
and wine, a really hard
saying. Wise men are wary
of this leap over a fisherman’s
tally of the catch, a tax
collector’s pinch of each
extracted coin. The apostle’s are
accustomed to the logic of ripping
sails and strong boxes
for Caesar’s drachmas, but I lure them
into Because I say it.
When they look down,
no solid ground beneath them,
except my hand upon the table.
–Kilian McDonnell, from God Drops and Loses Things
Heather Choate Davis 