Friday, April 18, 2014

Eat Like You Mean It



Maundy Thursday
April 17, 2014
Exodus 12:1-14; Luke 22:14-23

            Jon Strother is the District Superintendent of our neighboring district, the Capital District.  He’s also an amateur photographer and often posts pictures that he takes on Facebook.  A few days ago he shared a picture that he took of a cup from Hardees’, with their new slogan, “Eat like you mean it.”  It struck me that this was pretty appropriate for any time that we talk about communion.  Communion is an important meal; it’s not something we do haphazardly.  Jesus very intentionally instituted it and left instructions to continue celebrating it.  I don’t know about you, but I look forward to every time that I get to participate in communion.  The Scriptures that we read tonight tell the story behind this meal. 
            The text Pastor Ken just read is Luke’s account of what we call “the Last Supper.”  This is Jesus’ last meal before he is betrayed by Judas a couple hours later and handed over to the authorities, who eventually decide to crucify him.  In “the Last Supper,” Jesus was celebrating the Passover. This is a feast that the Jewish people still celebrate today.  It’s the commemoration of the tenth and final plague of Exodus, often called the plague of the firstborn, and which we read about in our first Scripture lesson.  The term “Passover” is used because the Lord “passed over” all of the houses with lamb blood on the doorpost, which was all the Israelite houses, and killed the firstborn in all the houses without blood on the doorposts, which was primarily the Egyptians, and included Pharaoh’s house.  It is after this plague that Pharaoh finally agreed to let the Israelite slaves leave Egypt.  Every year the Jewish people celebrate the Passover, remembering that once they were slaves in Egypt, but God delivered them and brought them out of Egypt and now they are free. 
The reason that we say that Jesus’ ministry lasted three years is because the Gospels record three times that he went to Jerusalem to celebrate the Passover feast.  This last time that Jesus celebrated the Passover, he transformed it into the first Eucharist:
“While they were eating the meal, Jesus took a loaf of bread, and after blessing it he broke it, gave it to the disciples, and said, “Take, eat; this is my body.”  Then he took a cup, and after giving thanks he gave it to them, saying, “Drink from it, all of you; for this is my blood of the new covenant, which is poured out for many for the forgiveness of sins.”
In the last supper, Jesus widened the scope of the Passover feast to include the whole human race.  We all were once slaves, in our case, slaves to sin and death, but now we are free!  Jesus invites us to remember that whenever we participate in Holy Communion.  We were once slaves to sin and death, but Jesus has forgiven us and set us free.  In Jesus’ body and blood, the Lord has “passed over” all of us and not given us the death we deserve.  The word “Eucharist” means thanksgiving, because when we celebrate the Eucharist, we are indeed thankful for what Christ has done for us. 
Now, just how Christ did it was a hot topic during the Protestant Reformation.  Before then, the Roman Catholic Church taught, and still teaches, that Christ was actually physically present in the elements, that “this is my body” and “this is my blood” mean that the bread and the wine actually become Christ’s body and blood.  This is known as the doctrine of transubstantiation and how the early Christians got accused of cannibalism.  Then came the Protestant Reformation in the 1500’s and each reformer had their own take on what happened in the Eucharist.  Martin Luther stayed the closest to Catholicism and said it was consubstantiation, that Christ was physically present alongside the elements of bread and the wine; the bread and wine didn’t transform, but Christ was present, too.  The main reformer who argued with him was Ulrich Zwingli, a Swiss pastor, who said that Christ was present in the hearts of the believers, not in the elements themselves.  John Calvin tried to mediate between these two and said that Christ was spiritually present in the elements, but not physically present.  If you’ve gotten confused yet, you should see the charts we drew in my Church History class!  Those are just the three main arguments.  As for us Methodists, John Wesley in the 1700s came closest to Calvin’s position.  He taught that it’s not transubstantiation, but it’s not mere memorial, either, that something does happen when we bless the bread and the wine.  The explanation in our Book of Discipline follows Calvin’s viewpoint, that Christ is spiritually present, but not physically present.  Communion was also important enough to Wesley that he participated in it every opportunity that he had. 
            So, something happens when we celebrate the Eucharist.  We remember that God passed over our sins and set us free from them.  We know that Christ is present in some way.  But there is still one more thing that happens when we all come to the table and that is that we eat together, we share a meal.  In the United Methodist Church we celebrate an open table, which means that anyone and everyone is welcome to participate.  It doesn’t matter whether you’re a member of the church, whether you’re baptized, whether you’re sure of what you believe about all this or not.  Everyone is welcome.  All that’s required is a desire to come.  God welcomes everyone who comes to him. 
At my previous church there was a lady who shared with me that while she appreciated all that, she had been taught years ago at another church that if you were sinning, then you could not receive communion.  She is not married to the man she has lived with for twenty years and the father of her teenage boys. Technically, he never divorced his wife in Mexico. By common-law standards, this couple is married. But they've never actually had a wedding in a church. And so she did not participate in the Lord's Supper because she was taught that she was unworthy.  My heart went out to her, while two responses formed in my head. One, “all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God” (Romans 3:23). None of us is worthy. We are all sinners in need of a Redeemer. Two, I was reminded of a song the praise band loved to sing: “Amor Sin Condicion,” or, “Unconditional Love.” Communion is one sign of God's unconditional love for us, one means of grace. God loves us no matter what.  God puts no conditions on his love for us; and we put no conditions on who can participate at his table.  Look at who was at that first table with Jesus – Judas, who was about to betray him; Peter, who was about to deny him not just once but three times; and the rest of the disciples who ran away from him when the going got tough.  Jesus loved them all, and invited them to share in the first communion.
Sharing a meal together is intimate.  Eating together brings people closer together.  Pastor Ken and I have seen the change at the 8:00 service, which has celebrated communion every week for over a year now.  There’s something about eating together that builds community.  Those disciples, except for Judas, reassembled after Jesus’ death.  After Jesus’ ascension, they continued to spread the Gospel that Jesus had taught them and they became the early Church.  There is something about eating together, about all coming to the same table.  There is no adults’ table and kids’ table.  There are no boundaries on who can come.  We all come together.
Yesterday I joined the Beloved Women’s group for lunch.  They have lunch together every so often, especially when they’re between studies, and they invite me.  We ate at Vimala’s Curryblossom Café, and as most of you area aware, Vimila, the owner and chef at her restaurant on Franklin Street, is also a church member here at Orange.  She served us family style, and we passed all the dishes around.  Eating breaks down boundaries and sitting around a table full of food enables us to get to know one another in ways that we don’t on Sunday morning or on the phone or email or in a meeting.  You learn about likes and dislikes and food allergies and who’s left-handed and all kinds of little things that come up at a meal together. 
Vimala also shared that her son had won first place in the Independent Weekly newspaper’s poetry contest.  His winning poem was about his mom, Vimala, and is titled “Notes from Our Chef.”[1]  I’d like to conclude by reading it:

Move fast, stay sharp. If it's not sharp, it's not a knife.
Be attentive to guests. Be interested, be loving, be generous in all things,
to each other and to them. The answer is yes.
The work we are doing is sacred. This food has come to us through God,
and we will serve it as his hands and feet. Wash your hands frequently
and wear closed-toed nonslip shoes. Be patient. A great meal is a spiritual experience.
You are empowered now as an extension of me to have a sense of ownership.
Own this, the words that you say and your every action. These ships that are blown
by strong winds are driven by small rudders, so watch your touch
that you don't put a single hand onto a plate in anger. And above all,
watch your tongues. Your tongue becomes your eyes when we lose our sight,
but it moves as a deadly weapon—more poisonous than the serpent's tooth. Control it.  It does not control you.
Beloved, not many of you should become chefs
because you know that we who teach shall be judged more harshly.
But I am with you in this. Do as I would do. You are empowered
to give what you need to give and say what you need to say
to make their experience positive. They are not customers, they are our guests.
They are not your guests, they are your family. Your self and the hand that feeds you, nearer than sight when your own family leaves you. They will come back and be here believing when you are tired, because you'll forget as you feed from this every day, how good this is, but they won't, because it is. It tastes good to them,
it tastes good to them, you can tell by the way they give themselves to it,
it is that good, down to the base chemistry.
We are alchemists working through generations of history.
Learn the recipes.

Amen.

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