The Bread and the Wine and the Rock Singer

He wiped away tears on the shoulder of his jacket. His weight shifted back and forth as he followed the line forward. I placed the bread in his hands. His head was bowed at first but then looked up.

“This is the body of Christ, given for you.”

He held it in his hands for a moment, then dipped it in the cup of wine as my friend said, 

“This is the blood of …