Good Friday. Every Day.

From the archives...June 2005

This Friday a bunch of us will gather in church buildings to observe Christ's death. Good Friday. In our brief half hour service at noon at Granger Community Church, we'll pause to reflect on the Lord's Supper. It'll be a poignant and sacred moment.

Rightly so, the church, years ago, began to practice the sacrament of communion corporately as they gathered for services. Now, this sacred meal is shared in local churches weekly, monthly, quarterly, on special occasions throughout the year, not just on Good Friday. Some use wafers, others loaves of bread. Some us Welch's grape juice, others drink wine from a common cup.

But, I sometimes wonder, what if Jesus didn't just foresee the corporate sacrament? What if Jesus looked at his disciples over a meal they'd shared often and suggested, "Every time you do this, that is, every time you eat together, every time you share eat bread and drink wine, remember me."

What if Jesus really hoped that two, three, four times a day we'd pick up a sandwich and remember? What if Jesus really hoped that several times a day, we'd "break bread" with a friend, a family member, a co-worker and we'd remember? Remember him. Often, every day, throughout the day. What if every time we talked with our mouth half full to someone across the table, we made eye contact and remembered?

What if we remembered Jesus and the way he loved people, as we sat with other people over a meal? What if we remembered Jesus and the way he sacrificed for people, as we hoped this time spent over a meal would be win somewhere down the road? What if we remembered Jesus and the great price he paid for the relational connection we share over this meal?

What if?

I still look forward to the corporate sacrament of the Lord's Supper at our church. I believe it's a practice that honors him and inspires us. But since I eat every day, I want to build a habit of celebrating Jesus every time I taste a food I love, every time my thirst is quenched by drink.