LENT 2016 – GOING TO JERUSALEM
Tuesday,
March 15
The
Institution of the Lord’s Supper:
Matthew 26: 26 – 30
Inevitably,
we will get reminiscing about the past including family vacations and trips,
cottage times, growing up, special events like weddings, birthdays and Christmases,
etc. We tell the same stories over and
over again. It never seems to get old or tired. We are now creating and adding new
memories for our grandchildren, which they will tell when they get older.
Curiously, Matthew has chosen not to
include the familiar words, “Do this in remembrance of me,” (Luke 22:19). Matthew’s version of the Lord’s Supper is
short and to the point. Take. Eat. This is my body. Drink from the cup, all of
it.
I like the simplicity here.
It is not difficult to remember this
story. It is a memory that sticks.
It is the story which we will tell
often when we, plain and simple church folk, gather around the Table.
It is the story which gathers us
together in close communion with Jesus and one another. It is the special story
which aches with Jesus’ inclusive Love, compassion, grace and forgiving mercy.
It
is not any more or any less complicated than that – Jesus personalizing the
elements of bread and wine from the Great Story of the Passover, so that we
recognize him by their substance and symbolic nature. He could have chosen some
of the other customs of the Seder, but he especially chose bread and wine
because they are rich and easily understood as signs of God’s redeeming Grace.
These
two things are as common and everyday as to be taken for granted, but now
because of this particular story, bread and wine taste differently and hold special
significance.
This
Bread and Wine take us out of the ordinary, mundane task of toiling for our
daily bread and fetching that which will slake our thirsts and they work
together through the Spirit of Jesus Christ to strengthen us for the journey into
the future of God’s making through Christ. “I tell you, I will never again
drink of this fruit of the vine until I drink it with you on my Father’s
Kingdom.”
It
is a wonderful mystery how a little piece of bread and a sip of grape juice or
wine can have any such energy. There are times in my life when I would like to
tear great big chunks from the loaf and gulp down buckets of the fruit of the
vine, because I am so spiritually hungry and so thirsting after righteousness.
But then I remember the story and I remember the One who has brought me into
this story. I remember the One who hands
me the bread and passes me the cup. I remember the One who poured out his life
for the many, for me.
I
love to tell the old, old story of Jesus and his love.
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