One of the ways that the Bible speaks of the “breaking of bread” is that of fellowship and the sharing of a communal meal. In that context, the act is replete with symbolism and meanings. I have a visceral reaction to the physical and literal breaking of bread (as a meal or food item); for me, it is one of the sincerest forms of expressing care, love, and appreciation. It is one of the reasons I cook – to share.
Today my focus is on the actual breaking of a loaf of bread, or bread roll. Rare is the occasion when caught in the fragrant rapture of bread baking or fresh out of the oven that one does not want to tear into it. We want to pull it apart, feel the warmth and tenderness in our hands and drown in the aroma as we bite into it. It is in these moments that you acknowledge that bread is life (lol).
