On the night when he was betrayed, the
Lord Jesus took some bread and gave thanks to God for it. Then he broke it
in pieces and said, “This is my body, which is given for you. Do this
in remembrance of me.” In the same way, he took the cup of wine after supper,
saying, “This cup is the new covenant between God and his people. 1
Corinthians 11:23-25 NLT
After seeing the
bread, I couldn’t help but wonder about the juice.
At the first
church I pastored, the chairman of deacons carried the responsibility of
preparing the elements for the Lord’s Supper. Being a conservative sort of
chap, he always bought a large pack of crackers and a deluxe size grape juice.
Since he demonstrated faithfulness to his duties, I never worried about things
being ready and in order.
We had a small
congregation and hardly made a dent was made in the elements. When the chairman
finished preparing the crackers and juice, he returned them to a dark cabinet.
On the ninth month of the year—we only observed Communion once a quarter—the
chairman pulled out the same box of crackers and the same bottle of juice.
I stood before
the congregation, waiting on the deacons to pass out the elements to the
congregants. When they returned with the crackers, I looked down to pick up my
cracker, say a Bible verse, and invite the members to eat with me as we
remembered the broken body of Christ. As I reached for my cracker, I saw a
maggot crawling around in the plate. What was I to do? I carefully selected a
cracker far away from the varmint and continued with the service. The crackers
were stale.
Next came
partaking of the juice. I wondered what we were in store for. The deacons
passed it out and returned the remaining cups to the table. I reached down, picked
up mine, said a Bible verse, and invited the members to drink as we remembered
the blood Jesus shed for us. Coughs reverberated throughout the congregation.
Obviously, I had no wine drinkers among my members, for the juice had almost
fermented.
My chairman and I
had a talk after this experience. No more using of leftover bread and juice
unless it had been refrigerated. And he was to buy smaller quantities. We
laughed about it—as did everyone else I told—but a lesson emerged.
Our experience
was distasteful, but so was Jesus’. Soldiers battered and bruised His body, out
of hate and misunderstanding of who He was. He endured for us. When we
received the crackers, we remember that. The blood He shed was for our sins. He
embodied the perfect sacrifice. The juice reminds of that.
Next time you
partake of the Lord’s Supper, remember the elements represent what Jesus did
for you.
Prayer: Father,
thank You for sending Your Son to do for us what we could not do for ourselves.
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What an experience! I wonder who else saw the crawling creatures in the crackers. Yes, each time we partake of the Lord's Supper, I pray we remember the meaning. Have a blessed week!
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