Ambushed by grace

7 04 2012

There’s something special about meal times – gathering round a table, sharing food and memories or new experiences, being together with friends and family, talking, laughing – like the “last brownie” scene from the film Notting Hill –

I have had two meals this week which have been memorable though in stark contrast to each other.  The first involved a discussion around the question, “Why did Jesus die?”  My friend Dan had a rant about human sacrifice – how could Christians condone God sacrificing his son?  He was appalled at the idea…and about Christians wearing crosses – “Who wants an instrument of tortune round their necks?”  (I feel an argument with Cardinal O’Brien coming on.)  He’s right to be appalled.  The sanitisation of the death of Jesus does everyone a great disservice, and the call from a senior cleric to wear a symbol of belief in a “simple and discreet” way doesn’t seem to me to fit with Jesus call to his followers to give up their lives for him (Mark 8:34-38).

The second meal was yesterday – Good Friday – when we celebrated lunch and a simple act of family communion round our kitchen table. 

Ali broke bread and recited the words of Jesus from memory, ‘On the night when he was betrayed, the Lord Jesus took some bread and gave thanks to God for it. Then he broke it in pieces and said, “This is my body, which is given for you.Do this to remember me.” In the same way, he took the cup of wine, saying, “This cup is the new covenant in my blood. Do this to remember me.” For every time you eat this bread and drink this cup, you are announcing the Lord’s death until he comes again.’  We passed the bread and wine round the table and each paused to thank God for his love.

Jesus message was on display and I wish that Dan had been there to experience it.  I can’t compete with him in clever arguments, but I am praying that he, and you, and me, will be ambushed by God’s grace this Easter.




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