For Me
There is another thing that I have been thinking about since Sunday. I had the opportunity to receive communion twice on Sunday, in both services at Genesis. I know many people who are in traditional churches have received it like they serve it, but it is completely new to me.
The pastor takes the bread, breaks it and invites us to come, take a piece, and dip it in the cup and receive, all the while he is saying to us "This is the body of Christ, broken for you. This is the cup, the blood of Jesus poured out for you." And each time, Brad had said it to me, speaking my name as he does. It makes this experience that I have presided over hundreds of times and participated in since I was nine years old, all new and all personal. I find myself tearing up as I leave the altar, almost not wanting to leave, just wanting to hear those words over and over again.
It was for me. Yes, I know it was for you, too, everyone in fact. But it is the personalization that it striking me. The intimacy. I've never known it so tender, and I have had some wonderful experiences during communion.
Thank You Lord for making it more real than ever before. Thank You for loving me.
