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Gazing out impassively from the masonry of Rylstone Church are bishops and kings. Grand monuments and stones are found in God’s acre, commemorating those whose estates could bear the expense. Yet I was moved by one of its simpler monuments, dedicated to Sarah Hebdin, who died in 1775, aged only 23.

Break Thou the Bread of Life

Break Thou the Bread of Life,
Dear Lord, to me,
As Thou didst break the loaves
Beside the sea,
Beyond the sacred page
I seek Thee, Lord;
My spirit pants for Thee,
O Living Word!

Break Thou the Bread of Life,
O Lord, to me,
That hid within my heart
Thy word may be:
Mould Thou each inward thought,
From self set free,
And let my steps be all
Controlled by Thee.

This is Alliaria and I observed it growing on Long Lover Lane, near our chapel. It’s a plain little plant with a pretty but otherwise insignificant flower, hardly worth the trouble of halting a walk to take its picture. Yet the EatWeeds website, which gives its vernacular name of garlic mustard, makes the following observations:

"All of Israel should know, this is a complete loss of control…civil war has erupted in Lod." Thus spoke Lod’s Mayor, Yair Revivo, as reported by the Times of Israel.