4/03/2005

radical hospitality

Tonight's scripture, Mark2:13-17
we had a meal during our service. the food was okay.just an extended family having a meal together and enjoying some good music. it was relaxed and happy.
the sermon right on!
then, communion.
we had one long table for us all. the bread and the cup started at one end and made its way down, each person serving communion to the next. Michael was across the table from me and i watched him(very proudly) as he took the bread and cup and then passed it on to the person next to him. we all watched in silence as the elements came around the end of the table. gary served me. hope was in my lap. the bread and cup came to me and i served hope and then kala on my right. then we watched as it reached the end of the table going from one person to the next and it was beautiful! there was some whispering along the way but mostly silence.
this is my favorite communion memory

1 comment:

Granny Annie said...

You took you first communion about Hope's age. Remember me telling about you clapping you hands and yelling "Refreshments!" LOL