There are so many things that I love about being home.
One of those things is definitely being able to spend time with most of my favorite people. Kids that I grew up with, people I was in youth group with, and my fantastic fam. I love my Harding family, I mean, those folks are irreplaceable too, but there are several people who are very prescious to me that I only get to see when I come home to Dallas.
Another one of those things, probably in second place, is Chipotle. I ask people at Harding if they have Chipotle where they come from, and half of them think I am talking about a flavor of salsa. They don't know the beauty of the burrito. I don't have a problem with change, but when I get in line in Chipotle, I am pretty much always going to get the same burrito. Yes I want rice. Beans? Pinto please. Make that chicken. With pico de gallo, sour cream, and extra cheese. (I don't really care about how much they put on to begin with, I am pretty much always going to ask for a little more cheese.)
When you put these two things together, there is quite the collision of fantastics. A couple of weeks ago, before I left for Austria, (I meant to write this blog before then, I'm just really far behind in life...) Stephanie, one of my besties, spent the night. It was so great to get to spend time together, and for lunch the next day, we went to Chipotle. While we ate we discussed how wonderful our lunch was. While we praised Chipotle, we somehow arrived at the topic of the Last Supper, and how the main course was probably burritos. I mean, Jesus had to have had good taste, right? He can to earth in human form to save humanity from sin and death, but the ablility to eat delicious burritos had to have been at least one plus. If it had been mine or Steph's Last Supper, we aould have undoubtedly chosen burritos...
But of course, if burritos had been served at the Last Supper, Chipotle would have even more business than they already do, because we would quite possibly eat burritos for communion instead of bread/ crackers and grape juice/wine.
"I speak to sensible people; judge for yourselves what I say. Is not the cup of thanksgiving for which we give thanks a participation in the blood of Christ? And is not the bread that we break a participation in the body of Christ? Because there is one loaf, we, who are many, are one body, for we all partake of the one loaf." 1Cor 10:15-17
It seems like the Lord's Supper is a rather controversial thing. Everyone has a way of doing it that they think is best, and I'm not trying to say that one way is the only way or that we should all eat a burrito instead. (I'm not quite that heretical... yet.) I know that the purpose is for us to remember and proclaim. In some denominations though, Communion is considered a very holy sacrament. And I think there's a good reason why.
We commune with God, but we also commune with one another. We all drink from the same cup (figuratively lol) and eat from the same loaf. God brings his people together though this communion. I always get this almost eerie feeling when I take communion alongside people who I haven't seem in a long time. And people whose names I do not even know. And in a huge group of people. And alongside people who speak another language. Our God makes us all one, and it's obvious that He is the only one who ever could do something like that.
There's gotta be more to who we are as a body though than just juice and crackers though. There's more to communing than just Communion. And I don't know maybe I'm wrong about this, but I sometimes feel like when I spend time with my sister over a Chopotle burrito, I know more about God, and am more focused on His purpose than when I am quietly comtemplating in a full church auditorium. Call me a heretic if you will, but while I want to take the Lord's SUpper with my fellow believers, I want to spend just as much time breaking burritos with them. Time that we spend together fellowshipping and enjoying just knowing each other and walking together in the light is just as holy. Ans I'm not just saying that because I love me some Chipotle... although I'm sure that probably has something to do with it...
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