We gripped cracker shards between our fingertips while the pastor spoke. ‘Communion is about sharing a common bond – about participating together. When we share an experience, we connect.’ The words seemed to echo in my ears – they further confirmed what God had revealed to me the day before.
…I don’t know about you, but my experience of communion has always been solemn. Communion, I thought, was a sad moment when we remember Jesus’ death. Or maybe even a time of last-minute confessions, quick before it’s time to eat the cracker. It’s never been a joyful experience for me. … until today.
Today’s communion was an explosion of joy – my heart soared at the thought of one day joining Jesus in heaven with all of his children. I wept with joy at the thought of being together at last at His supper table – all of us. Tears of gratitude flowed down my face for the gift of salvation. I cried silent thanks to God for using me to help build His kingdom. One day I’ll get to see Jesus’ face, and live with Him forever. What a promise!
All the events of the last few days seemed to come together in this morning’s communion – a big promise wrapped up with a celebratory ribbon. This week has been a fantastic gift of grace, patience, love, peace, joy, and loads of affirmation to boot. Wow. My God is a good, good God. Woo!
Thank you Lord, for the awesome ways you’ve spoken to my heart these last few days. Jesus, please don’t let me forget. Forgive me for doubting you. I give my life to you – please pour it out for your purposes. Help me to follow your plan with great faith and courage. Strengthen and purify me for the path ahead, I pray. Amen.