Showing posts with label World Communion Sunday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label World Communion Sunday. Show all posts

Monday, October 3, 2011

Jubilee - Cliff Notes of World Communion Sunday Sermon

The Bible is full of cycles of seven -- seven days to a week, six of work and one of rest or Sabbath; seven years – six of working, both land and labor and a seventh of rest and freedom or manumission; and seven sets of seven years for the Jubilee (on the 50th year) – return to the land, returning purchased land (which is more like our leasing or renting of land) and freedom from the bondage of servitude to another . . . all are cycles of creation.

Creation in the biblical view, is an on-going thing.  And somehow, some way, mysteriously, human beings are part of the creating as well as being the created. 

And one of our acts of co-creation with God, one of the hardest, is the act of restraint . . . of refraining from . . . of stopping . .

In the stopping, in the restraint, creation itself emerges as part of the divine creative process . . . the painting emerges from the canvas . . . the form from the sculpture . . . the character takes shape in the drama . . . and as every artist knows, sometimes, it’s the job of the artist to get out of the way . . . to take hands off . . . and simply allow the creation to speak for itself . . .to take on its own shape and form . . . to grant it the freedom to emerge . . .
 
We confess before coming to the Communion Table in order that we might ourselves be freed . . . freed from all that binds us up into the worries and hurries and scurries of this world into the waiting . . . wondering . . . resting . . . rescusitating pace of the divine . . .

We are assured of our own pardon that we might freely pardon others . . . that they too may be freed of the worries and hurries and scurries . . .

Jubilee reminds us that even as we are loved, so too is the other . . . as God loves each and all of us, so too God loves other people . . . the animals . . . the land . . . it’s immensely practical, this jubilee business, but so too is is wonderfully, divinely, inspired . . . Jubilee . . . rest and rescusitation . . .freedom and space for the emergence of . . . God’s own masterpiece!

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Every Casserole Dish The Body of Christ

Tomorrow is World Communion Sunday, when Christians around the world intentionally celebrate communion together, mindful of what Paul described as the great cloud of witnesses, all believers across time and space, gathered around the communion table.

Here in McDowell and Headwaters, we're celebrating communion family-style.   Family groups will bring a cup from home for the wine (well, grape juice) and will gather to take communion together. 

Imagining the gathered, I couldn't help but chuckle.  The visual reminds me so much of the joke (substitute your own favorite denomination at will) - at the pearly gates, St. Peter quizzes three women about why they should be allowed entrance.  The Roman Catholic woman shows St. Peter her rosary and is immediately welcomed.  The Baptist woman proudly displays her Bible and she too gains entrance.  The Presbyterian woman, a bit sheepishly, brings from behind her back her casserole dish.

I don't know if there'll be casserole dishes in heaven, but I sure hope so!  The Word of God is not only read and prayed, it is also lived.  And there's a lot of life in some of those casserole dishes.  They travel to the homes of the bereaved, bringing comfort and practical care in the form of macaroni and cheese.  They show up at every church activity, saying "I'm here to help."  Sometimes they travel to the home of a friend or stranger who just seems to need a little something.

Tomorrow Christians around the world will partake of the symbolic meal and enter into the real presence of the Risen Christ.  Meanwhile, back in the kitchen, the casserole dishes will wait, ever ready to offer themselves as living sacrifices, symbolic of the real hands that prepared them, of the real love that created them, a practical testament to the Body of Christ in your neighborhood and mine. 

The next time you meet a casserole dish, in addition to 'thank you', you might say 'amen'.