Communion

Steve asked me today if I would assist in serving communion with him tomorrow, something our district superintendent and his wife routinely do together. The request gave me pause. I've come to think of the sacrament of communion without the fear and trepidation I was taught to have as a kid (see I Corinthians 11 in the King James Version), but it is still a very solemn and sacred occasion. So I've had it on my mind throughout the day.

Is it possible for anyone to eat the bread and drink the cup with worthiness? My heart whispers lines from favorite hymns: "Nothing in my hands I bring. Simply to Thy cross I cling," and "Just as I am without one plea but that Thy blood was shed for me." Those words became more real to me three years ago than they had ever been before. I've learned to live them, and they become more and more true with time.

Last week our congregation gave us the thoughtful and generous gift of tickets to a Gaither concert. For the first time ever, I heard the incredible harmonies of the Gaither Vocal Band in person. During intermission I bought a couple of CDs, making sure to get the one with "I Then Shall Live." It takes Jean Sibelus's melody from "Be Still My Soul" and adds more prayerful words by Gloria Gaither.

I then shall live as one who's been forgiven.
I'll walk with joy to know my debts are paid.
I know my name is clear before my Father -
I am His child and I am not afraid.
So greatly pardoned, I'll forgive my brother
The law of love I gladly will obey.

Your kingdom come around, and through, and in me,
Your power and glory, let them shine through me.
Your Hallowed name, oh may I bear with honor
And may Your living Kingdom come in me.
The Bread of Life, O may I share with honor
And may You feed a hungry world through me.

As another old hymn says, "I am not worthy...but Jesus left Heaven to die in my place. What mercy, what love, and what grace!"