I have never really struggled with believing that Jesus is my Lord and Saviour. But as a child, teenager and young adult I absolutely struggled with Communion. I didn’t really understand why we did this thing with the bread and wine (ahem, grape juice). I didn’t know what I was supposed to think or feel and so a lot of the time I didn’t feel much of anything, and I thought I must not be a very good follower of Jesus.
In my years in seminary, this gradually changed. I came across a couple of different explanations about the Lord’s Supper that helped me understand it better. I began to feel myself drawing close to Christ at the table.
Maundy (from the Latin for ‘mandate’ or ‘to command’…a reference to Christ’s commandment that we do this in remembrance of him) Thursday began to be a treasured celebration of the Last Supper and the first Communion. I love that on the very night he was betrayed Jesus gathered with his friends for dinner…even with Judas who would betray him in a very little time.
That’s the kind of saviour I find it easy to love.
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So I learned a really cool thing yesterday about Jesus’ words at the last supper…
In a first century Jewish wedding ceremony, the groom’s father would pour a glass of wine and hand it to his son. The son would then turn to his chosen young lady, and with all the solemnity of an oath before God, he would offer her the cup and say, (ready for this?) This cup is a new covenant in my blood, which I offer to you”!! This meant, “I love you, I’ll be your faithful husband. Will you be my bride?” And if she took it – she was offering him her life, and they were betrothed, sealed with a cup.
How awesome is that! It added just one more dimension to my rememberance last night.
Have a blessed Easter, my friend.