If you read Monday’s post on my favorite Christian/spiritual memoirs read in 2015, then you noticed Sara Miles’ book, Take This Bread. I read the book as a part of the Red Couch Book Club, and then wrote this discussion post as a reflection for it. Join the conversation!
I’m not sure how it happened, but this past Sunday, I found myself holding a bowl of gluten-free crackers and a bowl of wine, repeating holy words over and over again: The body of Christ, broken for you. The blood of Christ, shed for you.
It was sacred and it was haunting and it was humbling, all at the same time.
I’d been the worship leader that day, not the one who sings Jesus-tunes, but the one who welcomes the church body and initiates the Prayer of Confession and muses aloud over the beautiful absurdity of the Assurance of Salvation. Speaking into a microphone is something I know how to do, something that doesn’t scare me but brings a sort of new life, especially when it involves speaking of Christ.
But I wasn’t prepared for the communion piece.
I wasn’t prepared for my brothers and sisters, young and old, black and white and Asian and Latino, to stream down the aisle. I wasn’t prepared for the silence and I wasn’t prepared for hallowed thank you’s. I wasn’t prepared for the tears, and I wasn’t prepared for the way time seemed to stop, for the Spirit who seemed to magically hover right in our midst.
This bread and wine, this meal, this body, this life is at the heart of the Christian tradition, and, as Sara Miles writes in Take This Bread, “at the eternal and material core of Christianity: body, blood, bread, wine, poured our freely, shared by all.” (p. xiii) This experience, found on a Sunday morning at your neighborhood church or through the words of this month’s Red Couch Book club selection, unites us together.
Maybe that’s why her words have felt like a holy communion for me, a meal to feast on and think over most every night. Take This Bread has eerily brought me back to the beginning, back to the origins of our faith: to the God who cares for orphans and the widows, to the Spirit who beckons in the mostly unlikely of believers, and to the Christ who welcomes all to the table.
…the thoughts have only just begun! Click here to read the rest of the post. Otherwise, what book have you read lately that’s changed your thoughts on the church, on bread and wine, on spirituality as a whole? I’d love to hear your thoughts!
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