On Saturday, after we'd done our training for the day, we went to supper, walking to a restaurant downtown.
Our trainer was an Episcopal Priest.
After we'd finished our supper and was getting ready to go back, she asked if we'd like to do communion right there at our table in the restaurant. She told us that if anyone felt uncomfortable and objected, we would not do the ceremony. We all agreed that we'd like to.
So she bought more bread that we'd eaten as an appetizer, and she bought a glass of wine. She improvised with the linens, and she started the liturgy (for the Holy Eucharist from the Book of Common Prayer) from memory --
On the night before he died for us, our Lord Jesus Christ took
bread; and when he had given thanks to you, he broke it, and
gave it to his disciples, and said, "Take, eat: This is my Body,
which is given for you. Do this for the remembrance of me."
bread; and when he had given thanks to you, he broke it, and
gave it to his disciples, and said, "Take, eat: This is my Body,
which is given for you. Do this for the remembrance of me."
After supper he took the cup of wine; and when he had given
thanks, he gave it to them, and said, "Drink this, all of you:
This is my Blood of the new Covenant, which is shed for you
and for many for the forgiveness of sins. Whenever you drink
it, do this for the remembrance of me."
thanks, he gave it to them, and said, "Drink this, all of you:
This is my Blood of the new Covenant, which is shed for you
and for many for the forgiveness of sins. Whenever you drink
it, do this for the remembrance of me."
It was such a solemn experience that took my mind to how it must have been to have eaten that Last Supper with the Lord. It was such an absolutely powerful experience.
♥ Melody
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