“Take, eat, this is my body.” We all are quite familiar with Mark 14:22-25. It has been a part of every communion we have ever participated in. Throughout my life it has touched me in different ways.
As a child it was a time to behave. My church passed the plate and if I spilled the tray with little glasses of grape juice I was in serious trouble. Everyone was very serious and my Mother would often have a soft, sad, lone tear drop from her cheek. We never spoke about it. As a college student it seemed a bit like a call for supper or the ringing of the triangle at camp for dinner time. I imagined that the travel of food and wine was actually the place you could find God within.
Today, “Take, eat, this is my body…” means opportunity. These declarative demands require involvement. If you believe enough to take, and trust enough to digest, you have prepared yourself to receive the warm glow that accompanies: The Holy Spirit. It doesn’t happen every time and it will never be routine but if you are able to clear your mind and if you are able to accept, the opportunity is there to be completely loved and understood.
With all the glories life has to offer I have never found anything that feels better than a visit with The Holy Spirit. Today let us, take and eat together in our new home as a community.