Is it more ironic that we take communion as a feast and a banquet or that we take it as a symbol of our brokenness and sorrow? But perhaps that is what is most beautiful about communion - these juxtaposed expressions of joy and grief. Where else do death and life, captivity and salvation, iniquity and redemption meet and mingle so intimately as in the bread and cup? Thanks be to God.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
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