Communion.

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In her book “Take This Bread” Sara Miles tells the story of how taking communion one Sunday morning transformed her life and the life of thousands in her city.  “I took communion, I passed the bread to others, and then I kept going, compelled to find new ways to share what I’d experienced.  I started a food pantry and gave away literally tons of fruit and vegetables and cereal around the same altar where I’d first received the body of Christ.  I organized new pantries all over my city to provide hundreds and hundreds of hungry families with free groceries each week.  Without committees or meetings or even an official telephone number, I recruited scores of volunteers and raised hundreds of thousands of dollars.  My new vocation didn’t turn out to be as simple as going to church on Sundays, folding my hands in the pews, and declaring myself “saved.”…..I had to trudge in the rain through housing projects; sit on the curb wiping the runny nose of a psychotic man; stick a battered woman’s .357 Magnum in a cookie tin in the trunk of my car….I learned about the great American scandal of the politics of food, the economy of hunger, and the rules of money….all blown into my life through the restless power of a call to feed people, widening what I thought of as my “community” in ways that were exhilarating, confusing, often scary.”  (from the Prologue)

How do you feel about feeding other people?  What connections do you make to feeding others when you receive communion at The Table?  How might you wonder and share your thinking about this with someone today?

Food Insecurity

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According to data from the UCLA Center for Health Policy Research’s California Health Interview Survey, at least 4 million low-income Californians struggled with food insecurity during 2011-12.

Food-insecurity is the inability to consistently afford enough food.

Researchers find that food-insecure adults face higher risks of chronic diseases (like diabetes and hypertension) as well as depression and poor mental health. For children, food insecurity is also linked to poor academic outcomes.

To learn more about this visit Map the Meal Gap and find your county.

 

Maundy Thursday

 

Our time together this evening will be rooted in the story of Jesus and his last supper with those closest to him.  We will consider our place at The Lord’s Table and wonder about who might be missing.  We will have a simple supper of soup and bread following our work at different prayer stations around Fellowship Hall.  6-7:15pm.  5265 H Street.
All are welcome.

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Eat.  Drink.  Remember
who I am.

Eat.  Drink.  Remember
who I am
so you can remember
who you are.

Eat.  Drink.  Remember
who I am
so you can remember
who you are
and tell others.

Eat.  Drink.  Remember
who I am
so you can remember
who you are
and tell others
so that all
God’s people
can live
in communion…
in holy communion…..

(from “Kneeling in Jerusalem” by Ann Weems)

Trust in the face of uncertainty

 

 

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photo by Betty Loumoli

         Some Pharisees came and said to him,
“Get away from here, for Herod wants to kill you.”
He said to them, “Go and tell that fox for me,
Listen, I am casting out demons and performing cures
today and tomorrow, and on the third day I finish my work.”

—Luke 13.31-32

Jesus looks at the forces of death,
geared up for the raid,
the jaded dealers of oppression and fear
with their swords and their guns,
the powers, who own the jails
and write their laws
on the backs of the poor,
he looks the powers in the eye
and says to them, “Today,
in this present moment,
and the next day, that follows without fail,
I am doing my healing. And on the third day,
it is already too late for you.
You will already have failed to stop me.”

He looks at his rejection and suffering,
his dying, his death, his being dead,
he looks it in the eye and says,
“Today and tomorrow I am giving life.
On the third day, it is too late for you.
I will have accomplished it.
You have already failed.”

Lord, grant us the courage to confront evil
in whatever forms it presents itself,
the faith to trust the miracle of compassion,
the ability of powerlessness,
and the arresting power of your grace.
Grant us the love to follow the little man
with love and a death sentence.

For even now he goes about
raising people up,
and what he has done is done,
and it can never be undone.
Amen.

~by Steve Garnaas-Holmes

Prodigal sings to us all

When is a time you remember calling out to God?  What was your lament?  What did you hear from God?

The Prodigal Son

The Ghosts that we know 

 

The son sings to us all…including God

You saw my pain, washed out in the rain
And broken glass, saw the blood run from my veins
But you saw no fault, no cracks in my heart
And you knelt beside my hope torn apart

But the ghosts that we knew
Will flicker from view
And we’ll live a long life

So give me hope in the darkness that I will see the light
Cos oh they gave me such a fright
But I will hold as long as you like
Just promise me we’ll be alright

So lead me back, turn south from that place
And close my eyes to my recent disgrace
Cos you know my call and will share my all
And our children come and they will hear me roar

So give me hope in the darkness that I will see the light
Cos oh they gave me such a fright
But I will hold as long as you like
Just promise me we’ll be alright

Hold me still bury my heart on the coals
Hold me still bury my heart next to yours
So give me hope in the darkness that I will see the light
Cos oh they gave me such a fright
But I will hold on with all of my might
Just promise me we’ll be alright

But the ghosts that we knew
Made us black and all blue
But we’ll live a long life
And the ghosts that we knew
Will flicker from view
And we’ll live a long life

 

Prodigal Son Playlist 3

The parable of the Prodigal Son.

What might it feel like for you to be the younger son?  What would be the most challenging for you?

The son:
How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes
I struggle to find any truth in your lies
And now my heart stumbles on things I don’t know
My weakness I feel I must finally show

God:
Lend me your hand and we’ll conquer them all
But lend me your heart and I’ll just let you fall
Lend me your eyes I can change what you see
But your soul you must keep, totally free
Har har, har har, har har, har har

The son:
Awake my soul, awake my soul
How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes
I struggle to find any truth in your lies
And now my heart stumbles on things I don’t know
My weakness I feel I must finally show
Har har, har har, har har, har har

God in Christ:
In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
Where you invest your love, you invest your life
In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
And where you invest your love, you invest your life

The son:
Awake my soul, awake my soul
Awake my soul
You were made to meet your maker
Awake my soul, awake my soul
Awake my soul
You were made to meet your maker
You were made to meet your maker