I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Saturday, June 1, 2013
Thoughts the Day Before Communion
Communion
The Lord’s Supper
Eucharist
Tomorrow
In the little outpost of the Kingdom
That meets in Lostine, Oregon
We will break bread
And share the cup
We will hear words we have heard before
And mutter words we have said before
Bread and juice (no wine for us Presbyterians)
Body and blood
And then we will walk out the door, and?
Communion
Community
Common
Commune
Communicate
There is a promise implicit in those word
The promise of something deep
Profound
The promise of union
Of being united with the Sacred in a way that transforms
And changes
Transformed by a love
that “just is”
That does not come because we are good, and deserve it
Or because we are bad and need it,
But just comes
Transformed by a love that sets us free
So that we may come to the table joyfully, dancing,
singing,
Because we have no ground for feeling God does not love
us.
Transformed by a love
A union
A presence
That unites us not only with God, but with one another
Just as the goal of our love for God, and God’s love for
us is union
So the goal of our transformed,
empowered,
bread and wine fueled
love for each other
should be union
Where the other’s joy becomes our joy
The others hope our hope
The other’s pain our pain
In communion
There is the promise of being fed
And the promise of becoming food
As Christ feeds us
We feed each other
and find
communion
Eucharist
Thanksgiving!
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