Fed

The wafer breaks

  Body of Christ broken for you

Falling through on broken

  Aren't we all, pushing on hands

Breaking into the palms

  Broken son that we worship

Broken lives surround the altar

  Given up, consecrated, love

Shown in the scars presented

  Always there to show us

Strength is not grounded in

  The unbroken, perfect, or flashy

It is in the mud and the muck

  The broken places, where we 

Know we have somehow survived

  Or been wrong, or failed

This is where Christ lives 

  In the cracks of dying

So we may see, believe

  We may rise again

Scared and ugly

  Held in beauty