Communion- On the night He was betrayed

Have you ever stopped to wonder at the timing of when Jesus asked to celebrate the Passover with His disciples?

On the night He was betrayed, Jesus took the bread and gave thanks…

On the night He was betrayed

The very night He was betrayed. A betrayal that would accelerate His path to the cross. A betrayal He knew was coming and would be followed by the desertion of His beloved disciples. THAT very night is the night He chose to introduce Communion to the twelve, and ultimately to us.

And what was the first thing He did on that night? Jesus took the bread…and gave thanks. Jesus picked up the unleavened bread, held it up for the disciples to see, and He gave thanks.

I used to think Jesus was giving thanks for the provision of food, the bread in His hand. Of course that is true, and is a remarkable posture of heart considering the suffering He knew was imminent.

What I now see is Jesus was also giving thanks for the cross. The bread He took and put before the disciples was soon to be His very own body. His body that would be beaten. His body that would bear the wrath of Almighty God, so His relationship with us could be restored. That is what He was giving thanks to the Father for – and doing so on the very night He was betrayed.

Lord, may we always remember the Cross was Your idea, Your plan, Your willing sacrifice to bring us back to Yourself.

If God is for us, who can be against us!

I Corinthians 11:23, Romans 8:31

Communion – time to see it again

Over the summer God gave me an invitation to take Communion. Only this time, I wasn’t to wait for the monthly rotation in the Sunday service. I felt Him draw me to take Communion daily, in the privacy of my room, alone with Him.

Armed with only a pretzel stick and pomegranate juice, I began this daily practice.

I looked up the familiar verses we read each time Communion is offered. As I did so day after day, God took words I could recite in my sleep and began to give them fresh meaning. Deep meaning. Life-altering meaning.

After an entire summer of this daily practice, I was given the privilege to lead Communion and share publically what I had been experiencing with the Lord in private. Now I’d like to post these here for you, one nugget at a time.

Stay tuned…

For God So Loved _______

Happy Thanksgiving!

In my prayer time this morning, I asked God to speak to me. I simply said, “What would you like to say to me today?”

He answered me quickly and clearly.

He spoke John 3:16-17 over me, but instead of saying, “For God so loved the ‘world’ – He said,

“For God so loved Meredith, He gave His one and only Son, so that Meredith will not perish, but she will have eternal life. For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn Meredith, but to save Meredith through Jesus.”

I was so overwhelmed with how personalized His love for me became in that moment. I just wanted y’all to have the same!!

“For God so loved me, He gave His one and only Son, so that I will not perish, but I will have eternal life. For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn me, but to save me through Jesus.”

“For God so loved __________, He gave His one and only Son, so that __________, will not perish, but __________, will have eternal life. For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn __________, but to save __________, through Jesus.”

What I heard when I just listened…

These words below are what I felt like God said to me this morning. I just put myself before Him, pen and paper in hand, and this is what I heard. If you choose to read on, read slowly, and allow yourself time to absorb whatever God may have for you. Continue reading

Christmas Cards – in April!

April 25 seems like a good time as any to take down last year’s Christmas cards. And an even better time to blog about them! (Come on – I know I’m not the only one who still has them hanging up somewhere in the house…)

If I can blog about Christmas on the fourth of July, why not on in April too? Ahhh, the glory of being master of my own little universe…

Before you either take your cards down (ahem) or finally tuck them away, I have three suggestions that can spark some new life into those lovely greetings of the season. Continue reading

Moving Sidewalks

I love the moving sidewalks at the airport.  Not only do I zip to my destination, but I have this sense of superiority as I blow past the people walking in the same direction I am.  “Eat my dust suckers!”  (Yeah, I know, real mature.)

But I really do wonder why they would choose to walk using just their own strength, when there is a greater source of power right there for them to access?

Hmmmm, sounds like an analogy is coming… Continue reading

Writer’s block

I don’t know how long one has to write before they can consider themselves ‘a writer.’ But since I am experiencing writer’s block, I guess I’ll just go with it.

Thankfully a dead guy spoke to me about it during my reading this morning.

And I think I’m gonna put my pen down and listen… Continue reading

Don’t bark back.

As a parent, I’m always trying to teach my kids some lesson or another.  We’re supposed to, right?  It says so right there on page 36 in the Parenting Manual (page 2 in the Cliff Notes version).

But it seems the more I talk, the less they listen.

Jesus has many names in the Bible.  Rabbi is one that I often forget.  It means teacher.

So after my kids had yet another conflict (which resulted in an episode of R.A.W. in our living room),  I decided to let God be the teacher for once. Continue reading