Bread and wine, bread and soup, bread and spaghetti, bread pudding. We often say we are hungry. We even say that we are starving. But we really know very little about being hungry. We skip a meal and call it hunger.
Real hunger means pain, gnawing pain, relentless pain.
It means sickness and, at times, even death. I first came across the picture below in the lobby of a church that had welcomed us for a meal while attending a conference. Please read and reread the next sentence very deliberately. I believe that bread can be and should be broken and shared and given to all persons until all have enough and then some. In the Eucharist, bread becomes the body of Christ.