At the end of our Lenten Bible studies,
we celebrate communion. It is very low key, and we just sort of do it off the cuff. (Hey, probably the way Jesus did it the first time, huh?). So, I used the story of two travelers walking the road to Emmaus, and meeting the stranger, and in the breaking of bread together, they realized it was Jesus.
My colleague was looking at me strangely...(not sure if the story was approved)
but I really love that story. It seems so fitting for the celebration of communion. I have been looking for a good liturgy, for worship, that incorporates that story, but haven't found one. Guess I will need to write my own.
I have been on my own journey to Emmaus, these days...recounting the events of the past month, even year, but especially month...and there have been countless holy encounters with people I hardly know. I also realize, as I walk, how attentive, extra attentive I need to be to self care. I am not doing a great job at that...and that is nuts.
So, my prayer is for attentiveness and attending
to this person, me, that you have created, Holy One.
Circle me with your love,
Illumine me...help me be gentle, with me...
It sounds so self absorbed...but I know I need to fight that...
and simply take care, take care, take care.
Amen.
2 comments:
I was doing the "Random" thing on RevGalBlogPals and came upon your place. I love the story about the crystal inside each of us. And your women's retreat sounded great - wish I could have been there! Nice cats too. I will be visiting again.
Gorgeous encounters have been happening to us the past fortnight, serendipity, perfect timing, but then an email comes to tell of the death of a friend. Perhaps that's how it is.
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