Worldwide Communion is one of my favorite church celebrations, and we did a good job with it this year. Our communion table had breads from around the world, and we heard the Lord’s prayer spoken in many tongues, first separately, and then in an overlapping babble. My sermon was only 5 minutes or so, and then I showed the YouTube of “Where in the ____ is Matt” where he dances all over the world and has people join him. I’ll attempt to post it here:
Ok, the link is the best I can do, sorry. (and you want to click on the “high quality” button, it really matters)
(also, I am indebted to Reverend Mother for this idea)
Have you watched the video yet? It’s worth the click, I promise!
Afterward I asked the congregation “how is this a good metaphor for world communion?” and they knew. Then the people came forward to receive the sacrament by intinction, and I had the privilege of saying each one’s name as they chose bread from the tray. This is one of the great bonuses of the small church: knowing every person’s name. I love this juxtaposition of communion: intimacy and far-flung-embrace. Isn’t that so Jesus?