On receiving Communion

At our Good Friday service we will receive Communion, I thought about the last time I stood with the Communion cup in my hand. As I stood there I contemplated my life and totally zoning out what the minister was saying I went back to when I was a little girl receiving the Lord’s Supper for the first time. My dad had read the scripture about Jesus washing the feet of the disciples and breaking the bread and all I knew was that I was doing something that felt grown-up and very important for the first time. Back then there was always a “foot washing” before the Communion with women washing women’s feet and men washing each other’s feet. I think it was supposed to be a show of humility, but some seemed so proud of their act that I fear it cancelled any humble attitude they might have had! Jesus did it to show that He would be their servant, we do it by our acts of kindness, forgiveness and understanding, or should I just say by our Christian actions. Then as I came back to the present waiting to receive the Cup and began to examine myself, my attitudes, motives, all my inner goings on, why? Because 1 Corinthians 11:27-28 says, Anyone who eats the bread or drinks the cup of the Master irreverently is like part of the crowd that jeered and spit on him at his death. Is that the kind of “remembrance” you want to be part of? Examine your motives, test your heart, and come to this meal in holy awe. That was the part that makes you want to pause and take a good look inside. As I looked inward I found some trash hidden under one or two attitudes that I feel need to be dealt with, a few things I don’t like about myself. Did that stop me from taking the bread and drinking the cup? No, when you recognize that you are a work in progress and acknowledge it to God, ask Him to forgive and help you, then stand at the cross with your soul bared so that the blood of Jesus can wash you clean.

Today an old song crossed my mind and I sang it out loud to myself while driving home from the store. It says: “The cross upon which Jesus died, is a shelter in which we can hide, and His grace so free is sufficient for me, as deep as the ocean as wide as the sea, There’s room at the cross for you, yes there’s room at the cross for you. Though millions have some, there’s still room for one, yes there’s room at the cross for you.”  Then I segued into “Turn your eyes upon Jesus, look full in His wonderful face, and the things of earth will grow strangely dim, in the light of His glory and grace.” As I pulled into my garage, I felt that I had been in the presence of the One that freely gave Himself for me.

I look forward to the Good Friday service because I will come home happy that I received Communion, I will feel free and thankful to Jesus for giving His life for me.

Prepare your heart for the Resurrection Sunday services!

2 Replies to “On receiving Communion”

  1. Harolene, I have a plate sculpture of Jesus washing Peter’s feet. The assumption is mine, their names are not on the plate. But it’s a constant example of servanthood in my living room.

    My Dad often shared with me his Mother was blind and paralyzed and his only memory of his Father was the police coming to tell his Mother his Father died when he was 2. He was youngest of6 so his older siblings shouldered responsibility for raising him

    He was in Sarasota, Fl working on the railroad. When a foreman tapped him to say they received a telegram and he needed to go home, his Momma was sick.

    When he arrived at the bus station in LaGrange GA, his sister, Aunt Hazel told him that his Momma had tried to wait for him but couldn’t make it, but she left him a message, THE WAY OF THE CROSS LEADS HOME.

    Thanks for the opportunity to share my thoughts.

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