First of all, thanks to all of you who participated last week and a huge thank you to Abi for filling in. I'm back this week, and ready to post!
I am changing my mind about what to preach this week. I was going to go with Ephesians, but have decided to preach the gospel instead. (You know what I mean...I try to preach the Gospel every week. This week I am also reading the gospel lesson!)
This past week I was at Synod School for the Synod of Lakes and Prairies (or as we call it, SLAP!) On Thursday night I had the privilege of serving communion. We were celebrating by intinction with wine or grape juice, plus with a choice of using the common cup of wine (kind of felt like a eucharistic buffet line, but I digress...) I was serving the bread, and I was instructed to break/tear off a piece for each of the communicants, instead of having 650 pairs of hands on the loaf. As I got to the end of this huge hunk of bread, I started getting nervous as I saw how long the line still was, and how tiny my loaf was.
I started breaking off a smaller and smaller piece, and just as I was about to turn the body of Christ into eucharistic dust, a pair of hands reaches from behind and hands me a new loaf.
Jesus said to them, “I am the bread of life. Whoever comes to me will never be hungry, and whoever believes in me will never be thirsty.