“Let me go over with you again exactly what goes on in the Lord’s Supper and why it is so centrally important.” 1 Corinthians 11:23.
Before I was confirmed (and could take communion), I remember my parents going to the altar around four times a year for communion and thinking it must be some kind of punishment. People processed up the aisle with long faces and hands clasped in prayer. They spent a brief moment kneeling at the altar and returned with the same long face. I wondered, what are they getting from this experience?
Somewhere along my faith journey, the Lutheran church progressed to offering communion either once or twice a month, or at nearly every worship service. But this didn’t come without concern by many of the older members. “Won’t taking communion too often make it seem less sacred?” One theologian answered this question by saying, “If you tell your spouse once a year that you love him or her, and then begin to tell him or her ‘I love you’ will you be loving your spouse less?”
Today receiving Holy Communion is a joyful part of my life. It’s not about frequency, whether you stand, kneel, intinct or drink wine from a cup, that is “centrally important,” It’s how the “body and blood” is received into heart and how often you desire to relive that special moment. For me, I can’t get enough of this gift from God.
Dear God, I give you thanks for the body and blood of Jesus Christ shared through the Sacrament of Holy Communion. Amen.