(Originally posted in 2013).
This week we shared a pizza and cans of coke at our cafe in the red light area.
We shared a meal, broke bread (pizza) drank the blood (coke) and thanked Jesus for giving us eternal life.
This is what Jesus meant by “whenever you do this, remember me.”
He meant share a meal together, and when you do, remember Him.
I have given you life, and life in abundance.
It was a great moment. A moment of sharing life with people passionate for God. The cafe hub was buzzing, people outreaching to sex workers, ladyboys, sex-pats, huge tattooed Christians ministering to American / Cambodian returnees (people who have been deported from the US back to Cambodia because they have committed a crime – forced into leaving their families, their loved ones, into a country they don’t know, some don’t even speak the language).
So, life is a rich mixture. Shakespeare called life a feast.
This is what Jesus means by communion.
And we don’t always find community in that place we’re supposed to go and park our butts for 2 hours on a Sunday.
Community is wherever we are.
Whereever we are, that is church.
Whereever we are, Jesus is.