According to Rebecca Crump, this is actually a Cinnamon BUN. If you put this in front of me, I would not quibble about the name…
That’s a fairly easy question for me to answer. Because virtually any time, if you offered me a cinnamon roll–especially if it has pecans on it–I’d take it. ANY time…no matter when, no matter how long or short a time since I’d eaten.
Which makes it pretty obvious that sometimes my “hunger” is not really about an empty stomach.
Something else is empty.
It’s one week later. If Easter was a mountaintop, this feels like a dark valley. Yet the invitation to come is still there. It wasn’t a one-time offer. And even if we’ve already held out hungry hands for the bread of life, we can still find ourselves weak again, and needing to heed that call once more.