As they came near the village to which they were going, he walked ahead as if he were going on. But they urged him strongly, saying, ‘Stay with us, because it is almost evening and the day is now nearly over.’ So he went in to stay with them. When he was at the table with them, he took bread, blessed and broke it, and gave it to them. Luke 24:13-35
One of the things I liked most about visiting my grandmother was the meals. I could always count on sitting down at her kitchen table to have a meal with her. It was a necessary part of the visit. So much was shared. When it was time to go a new part of her life had been revealed; some piece of information that I had not known before. What was especially nice was that it wasn’t just a part of her but now because I have this information it is part of me as well. Eucharist (Communion) for me is more than just breaking bread it is Christ revealing himself and nurturing me in a way that lets me know that he is with me no matter what. Everyday he sustains my life. Hallelujah Christ is risen indeed!
How long , O Lord? Will you forget me forever? Psalm 13
Because I don’t always do the right thing, I realize that sometimes, love needs time to respond. In retrospect, I know that in my shortcomings as a child, my mother could not ignore me forever, although at times it seemed as if she did. We lived in the same house and there were times when we did not interact with one another as much, such as in morning routines. But I grew up during a time when we always sat down together to eat at the dinner table. Eventually, the silence was always broken. It generally began with a question like “Would you pass the rice please?”
Food brings people together. Physically or spiritually it’s one of those common denominators in all Christian faiths. Some denominations break bread once a month, others once a week and some every day. However,”Breaking bread” is more than what we experience in our brick and mortar houses of worship. If we are the house in which Christ lives, in his steadfast love, he breaks bread with us and this is what we should also experience every time we share a meal with one another. How long will you hide your face from me? (Psalm 13) – only until the next meal.
Luke 9:1-17 But he said to them, ‘You give them something to eat.’ …And taking the five loaves and the two fish, he looked up to heaven, and blessed and broke them, and gave them to the disciples to set before the crowd. And all ate and were filled.