The first time I took communion was the Sunday after my baptism at age 12, April 9, 1967. I was so honored to be able to take communion after watching others for so long. It was a special moment that I shared with some of my friends. We had completed a class on becoming a disciple. We were prepared for the moment, yet, had so much more to learn. For me baptism was the first big step to becoming a Believer. But, it is a life-long journey of growth in my relationship with Christ.
"When the hour came, Jesus and his apostles reclined at the table. And he said to them, "I have eagerly desired to eat this Passover with you before I suffer. For I tell you, I will not eat it again until it finds fulfillment in the kingdom of God." After taking the cup, he gave thanks and said, "Take this and divide it among you. For I tell you I will not drink again of the fruit of the vine until the kingdom of God comes." And he took bread, gave thanks and broke it, and gave it to them, saying, "This is my body given for you; do this in remembrance of me," (Luke 22:14-19 NIV).
On this Maundy Thursday, I'm taking time to remember my Savior at the Table with his disciples. He knew what was ahead, yet his apostles were clueless. All that He said went over their heads. It wasn't time for them to understand. Yet, Jesus established this remembrance meal that has been repeated over and over for two thousand years by billions of Believers.
It is still an honor to share this holy meal with other Believers. I think about how heavy the Lord's heart must have been. How crushing it must have been to know He was about to be tortured and crucified. Yet, He established the Last Supper so we would remember Him and the sacrifice He made for us.
Thank you, Lord Jesus. We remember.
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