Sunlight flooding through church windows, before
me a low bench to kneel on ...
And in front of the church a grotto:
Jesus in Gethsemane: wrestling in prayer with the Father.
My thoughts turn on a certain Negro-Spirituals:
When I fall down on my knees with my face
to the rising sun,
O Lord, have mercy on me!
|: Let us break bread together with the Lord.
|: Let us drink wine together with the Lord. :|
|: Let us praise God together with the Lord. :|
Let us break bread togehter ... When I fall down
on my knees ...
This hymn refers to a text from the first letter
of Paul's to the Corinthians
(1. Corinthians 11, 23 -26):
For I received from the Lord what I also passed
on to you: The Lord Jesus, on the night he was betrayed, took bread,
Nuremberg, Summer / October 2002 / April 2003
and when he had given thanks, he broke it and said, "This is
my body, which is for you; do this in remembrance of me."
In the same way, after supper he took the cup, saying, "This
cup is the new covenant in my blood; do this, whenever you drink
it, in remembrance of me."
For whenever you eat this bread and drink this cup, you proclaim
the Lord's death until he comes.
This crib ist strongly geometrical:
The apses curve and the quartered circle of the apses,
the triangular 30 degree roof,
the sqare copper slates of the roof.
In complete oppostion to this irregular, crude, river pebbles forming
the apses and the front wall.
Each stone is as the waters of live have formed it.
Almost as in real life ... :-)
The clay figures were made by the artist Mrs. Sokoliuk from Erlangen,