One of my very favorite things about church is communion. I’m always moved by the steady flow of people; all shapes and sizes, embodying so much joy, grief, wonder, questions, longings and hope, coming forward week after week to be fed at the table. The bread and the wine Jesus shared with his friends a reminder of his love for us and presence with us, and our interconnectedness to all. I’m always struck by the audacity of the invitation to “come,” whoever we are, in whatever state we find ourselves, to be a part of the feast. To be God’s friend at the table. Read more
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