Tonight let us gather and tell the story to one another; the story of Passover intermingled with the story of friends gathered and betrayal and denial. Let us tell the story that begins with bread and cup and ends with sleepy disciples and the Judas kiss.
We will come together, not in spaces set aside for worship, but in the sanctuary of our own homes – at kitchen tables, computer desks and comfy chairs to break bread and drink from a common cup. For some, our gathering will be facilitated by the connectivity provided by the Internet, but the real connection existed long before the computer. It’s communion, after all. (We may fuss about the theology of it all, but the Spirit’s got this. The Spirit’s got us. Together, we abide in God.)
So let us break bread together. Let us drink the fruit of the vine together. Yes, we are physically separate at this time and place, but that never stopped the Great Cloud of Witnesses from gathering with us at the Table.
Let us participate in this supper tonight as an act of defiance against all the things that keep us apart – not just social distancing, but also all the other things that keep us from being distant from one another.
Jesus said “I am the vine, you are the branches. Those who abide in me and I in them bear much fruit, because apart from me you can do nothing.”
Tonight we abide in Jesus, together.
Tomorrow is another day.
Sunday is coming.
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