Monday, October 7, 2013

Sunday Service—the PW’s view from the pew: Volume 1


October 6th:

Such Sweet Communion…



“In the course of their meal, having taken and blessed the bread, he broke it and gave it to them. Then he said,

Take, this is my body.

Taking the chalice, he gave it to them, thanking God, and they all drank from it. He said,

This is my blood,
God’s new covenant,
Poured out for many people.”

-Mark 14:22-24 (the Message) 

I feel I need to preface this blog entry by sharing that the past month my husband has been preaching through a sermon series called, “The Story”. He’s been sharing a bit of a Bible overview by taking the ‘upper story’ (God’s master plan for humanity) & comparing it to the ‘lower story’ (so we can see how our own personal story fits within it). 

This morning our church celebrated communion together. There was a sweet spirit in our partaking of the elements. As my husband prayed over the bread & the cup I felt the Holy Spirit speak to my heart… 

You see, I’ve been struggling with corporate worship for a little while now. Without getting down to the nitty gritty details, I’ve been distracted by people & circumstances that I cannot control. I’ve been so distracted by my ‘lower story’ that I haven’t been able to see where I fit in God’s ‘upper story’ plan.

Then, somewhere between the bread & the cup, it hit me… my life & my family is just a little bitty part of God’s great plan. If I can say I trust Him when things are easy & good; I have to willing to trust Him thru the tough times too.

Oh yes, I had a little ‘come to Jesus’ moment… 

Do I really want to have things my way or do I want to surrender everything to God? Do I want to be comfortable or do I want to be holy? 

In that moment, I opened my hands & I gave it all up. My feelings, my excuses, my fears, my failures.

Suddenly, I felt a weight lift off my shoulders… the chip I’ve been carrying around melted away. For the first time in a long time I was able to really worship… despite everyone & everything going on around me. 

I long to be broken like bread… I long to be poured out wine… I long to live a life that matters…


Broken Bread
May I be broken bread, may I be poured out wine
May I incarnate Your kindness Lord
Spend my life Jesus, anyway You please
Whether on great things, or what seems small
Your will done Your way
Your will done Your way
Your will done Your way
I will not fight You
Take me past the line that my heart draws
I will not fight You
Take me beyond the laziness of my thoughts
I will not fight
Lead me further than I’ve gone before
I will not fight You
I’m abandoned to Your call
Do not let there be, any part of me
That’s untouchable, unreachable
Let my delight be, living out Your dreams
Washing dirty feet, and kissing Yours
God let Your dreams come true, dream through us
God let Your dreams come true through us
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