Come from loneliness and longing. Here, in peace, we have
been led.
Blest are those who from this table live their days in
gratitude.
Taste and see the grace eternal. Taste and see that God
is good.
---Sylvia Dunstan, 1990
Communion. Union.
Community. From the Latin communio, ‘sharing
in common’. This word, communion,
speaks to the deep loneliness and longing for fellowship settled in the souls
of so many of us, waking faint stirrings of…hope, maybe? There are so many periods of isolation and
sequestration in this busy, noisy life---many of them in the midst of the noise and busy-ness of everyday life. So many
days which stretch from end to end with no real human interaction breaking
through workaday, rote communication, or days of solitary pursuits.
Into this lonesome landscape shines the chance to gather at
the table of our Brother Jesus, eating and drinking of love and sacrifice,
telling each other the stories that bind us to Christ and to each other. The
table draws us---not strangers but family, not hurried and harried but grateful
and blessing, not fearful of rejection but cherished and welcoming. This table
calls us empty, and we feed each other. This table draws us, and sends us. This
table makes of us beloved, and loving.
Oh, taste and see…
No comments:
Post a Comment