I’m still here. I’m still reading other people’s blogs everyday, I just have not taken the time to write my own. Jr High is finally feeling like a routine. Soccer is finally feeling like a routine. I have dishes in my sink and that seems to be routine these days too!
I had an interesting weekend. I saw this guy and found out he is a proud soccer Dad now. I’m so happy for him. He also mentioned that I did not blog a lot anymore. Thought I would pester him with a few links today. Now, on to what I want to say …
This has been rattling around in my brain for a couple of days. Chelsea, Scotty and I “prepared” communion on Saturday night. Chelsea loves to do this! I could take it or leave it, but since I said I would do it I fulfilled my commitment to do it. How is serving by preparing communion any different than serving it? Are the people passing the trays serving me? Am I serving them by filling the trays? Are the people standing in the front (or the back) leading me in something? Or are they just facilitating the passing of the tray the same way Chelsea does when I hand it to her to hand it to the next person?
I am quite sure I would never make an issue of this because I respect people that it does make a difference to, but in all honesty, it just doesn’t make a difference to me. After all, it’s not about who passes the tray; it’s about the reason why we participate in communion in the first place.
