Communion

In my twenties, I took my first fearful step into an Episcopal Church. I liked the pew at the back. I liked the Book of Common Prayer and the music was OK. And nice windows. But what was this Communion business, anyway? When it was that time, I stayed in my seat. Once at a Wednesday potluck, seated around folding tables, all stood as Father Hutchins said the words of the Eucharistic Prayer. He started at my table with the bread and wine. This was it … no way out … the Bread of Heaven … the Cup of Salvation … my first communion.

Go in peace to love and serve the Lord!

Josh