I assisted in serving Communion today for the first time in about three years. But what a difference those years have made. Years ago, when I helped serve Communion in our little chapel I carried the trays containing the delicately balanced tiny little chalices and practically held my breath the whole way for fear of spilling a full tray of juice. Then came a time of going up front for Communion, intinction style. When I served, I merely stood holding a chalice (full size) while people took a chunk of bread and dipped it into the grape juice. The trickiest part was making sure people didn't get their fingers in the juice, or try to drink out of the chalice. I only had one person try that. Then came pandemic style Communion, do it yourself during couch church. I liked it this way because at home I could have wine for Communion. I guess there is that little bit of Lutheran still in me. These days we are back to having Communion together in the sanctuary, but in the post-pandemic style, which is actually a throw back to the old Presbyterian style, the congregation stay seated in their pews and we who serve bring the elements to them. But what made serving today so nice is that, instead of a tray of little glasses full of juice and another tray of bread chunks (we don't do wafers), I only had to carry one light tray containing lightweight plastic cups containing a chunk of bread (gluten free option in the middle) with a little juice dropped onto it. So easy, no fuss, no muss. I may volunteer to do it again some time???
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