At church yesterday while waiting to take Communion, I pondered the mystery presented in the elements. What I realized again was that this is the table of Christ. I am called to participate. This is God's way for letting me experience family life, understanding that regardless of what I've done, I am accepted and welcomed and loved.
As we were waiting to leave our seats and recieve the elements, a father and daughter were playfully bumping hips. In fact the girl bumped her dad so hard that he almost lost his footing. They grinned at each other, walked to the front of the church when prompted and were included in the meal.
In my past the focus I have been aware of in Communion was that if you didn't do it right, sickness or death would be your fate. (2 Corintians 11:30) Receiving the elements was an experience of anxiety, hoping that God could see I was trying to do it correctly.
That is not how I see it now. God has included me in his family, regardless of who I am. I am there by grace. As I watched the hipbumping father daughter duo, it was good to know that even at the family table there are playful side conversations going on and we all are loved and welcome in God's dining room, even if we are misbehaving.
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