Leftovers

One made bread pudding.

Another, croutons for soup.

One mashed them in milk

for the tomorrow baby’s

breakfast. The important 

thing was, they got to

keep the crumbs; no more

maggots in the manna;

they got to bring it home,

swapping hunger for

sufficiency, sharing

recipes for remainders;

their very bodies would

remember. He was

all about that.

 

And all ate and were filled; and they took up what was left over of the broken pieces, twelve baskets full.

About Rosalind C Hughes

Rosalind C Hughes is a priest and author living near the shores of Lake Erie. After growing up in England and Wales, and living briefly in Singapore, she is now settled in Ohio. She serves an Episcopal church just outside Cleveland. Rosalind is the author of A Family Like Mine: Biblical Stories of Love, Loss, and Longing (Upper Room Books, 2020). She loves the lake, misses the ocean, and is finally coming to terms with snow.
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