I lived in Germany for three years when I was a young child. My dad was stationed in the Army, and so I got to experience a foreign country at age 4. I have several specific memories of that time period. One was of geese chasing me and my sister in the yard of the duplex we rented from a German farmer. Geese are mean … and fast!
Another memory was hot dog buns. I know it may seem like a weird thing to remember, but I still dream of those delicious hot dog buns. They were sold at street vendor carts, and they weren’t like the hot dog buns we’re used to here. These were more like a type of baguette that a hole burrowed down the center. The hole stopped short of going all the way through so you’d throw some curry ketchup down the hatch and nestle the hot dog down in the whole. The bread was just the warm hug the hot dot longed for!
On our last day in Germany, my dad purchased a bag of brotchen (small German rolls) for breakfast. They were warm and crusty with soft, pillowy insides. Perfect last meal.
Bread starts with simple ingredients but can be transformed into almost any type with so many flavor profiles. It can be cinnamon raisin, sourdough, marbled rye, pumpernickel, biscuits, french toast…the list could go on. Bread is nourishing, sustaining, comforting.
John 6:35 speaks of Jesus as the Bread of Life:
And Jesus said to them, “I am the bread of life. He who comes to Me shall never hunger, and he who believes in Me shall never thirst.”
Jesus is the only nourishment we need forever. He is the ultimate nourishment. He can fill us so that we never need to be filled with anything else. He is the bread of life.
Love, April
