What a difference a day makes. Yesterday was a day of great darkness and paranoia. Anxiety, fear, anger even were the watchwords of today. Today, it was completely different. Yesterday I was embraced by my family and my congregation, and most especially by the death and resurrection of our Lord, Jesus Christ.
I don’t mean this in an abstract “think about Jesus” sort of way. I mean by the Eucharist, the Lord’s Supper. Our Lord binds Himself to me, forgives all my uncleanness, and draws me into His loving embrace.
One of the strangest changes of my move to California has been the shift in my view toward shut-ins. I had wonderful shut-ins in Kenosha. But visiting always created great anxiety in me. Here, I look forward to them in a way I never did before. This is a gift I did not expect. The Eucharist is the lifeblood of the church. God continues to teach me this.
“O Taste and see how gracious the Lord is; blessed is the man that trusteth in Him.” Psalm 34:8
Be at peace, brothers and sisters.