21 Feb 10 MEDITATION & COMMUNION
REFLECTION
As an amateur photographer I am often fascinated by the effect of scenes as they are reflected in water.
In this view on the margins of Chew Valley Lake the old trees emerge from the water.
It is a challenge to get the proportions right – but one thing becomes clear – the closer you get to the tree the sharper is the reflection.
What is true of a scene in God’s world is true in the spiritual life. If we want to reflect Jesus – we have to get closer to Him.
Just a closer walk with Thee,
Grant it, Jesus, this my plea,
Daily walking close to Thee,
Let it be, dear Lord, let it be.
I am weak, but Thou art strong,
Jesus, keep me from all wrong,
I’ll be satisfied as long
As I walk, let me walk close to Thee.
As we approach communion we approach the cross of Jesus
We sing : “Come and see, come and see. . .”
All the senses are involved in the simplicity of the Lord’s Table
We see, touch, taste and take into ourselves the bread and the cup
We hear the familiar words that remind us what we do:
23 For I received from the Lord what I also passed on to you: The Lord Jesus, on the night he was betrayed, took bread, 24 and when he had given thanks, he broke it and said, “This is my body, which is for you; do this in remembrance of me.” 25 In the same way, after supper he took the cup, saying, “This cup is the new covenant in my blood; do this, whenever you drink it, in remembrance of me.” 26 For whenever you eat this bread and drink this cup, you proclaim the Lord’s death until he comes.
Thanksgiving
The Lord Jesus, on the night he was betrayed, took bread, 24 and when he had given thanks, he broke it and said, “This is my body, which is for you; do this in remembrance of me.”
Distribution
25 In the same way, after supper he took the cup, saying, “This cup is the new covenant in my blood; do this, whenever you drink it, in remembrance of me.” 26 For whenever you eat this bread and drink this cup, you proclaim the Lord’s death until he comes.
Prayer for fellowship
“May the mind of Christ my Saviour. . .”