One of the brilliant parts of the Church is communion. It is unlike any other meal. Only those who wish to be in the company of the Master come. Some claim to know the Master, but not bother to send a note of thanks, much less come to the great feast. They claim to know the faith and yet they do not commune with the Master or His Children. And so they do not truly know this faith.
It is one of the great symbols among believers that we are believers. Justin Martyr, first century Church Father, said this,
They then earnestly offer common prayers for themselves, and the one who has been illuminated and all others everywhere, that we may be made worthy, having learned the truth, to be found in deed good citizens and keepers of what is commanded, so that we may be saved with eternal salvation. On finishing the prayers we greet each other with a kiss. Then bread and a cup of water and mixed wine are brought to the president of the brethren and he, taking them, sends up praise and glory to the Father of the universe through the name of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and offers thanksgiving at some length that we have been deemed worthy to receive these things from Him. When he has finished the prayers and the thanksgiving, the whole congregation present assents, saying, “Amen”…those whom we call deacons give to each of those present a portion of the consecrated bread and wine and water, and they take it to the absent.
Through the ages of the Church we have been taking this meal together. We have argued about its nature and even the material elements used in it. One thing that must never be denied is the the community which takes part in it or the God who gives it.
Earlier this week, I reflected on this act to those who are fearful or cautious. This reflection is for people who are prideful. Prideful that they are better or their tradition is better than others that share in this same communion. I pray that we do not take that path.
Grace and peace.