To be loved is one thing.
To be certain of love is something else.
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Something so reliable it goes without saying:
like, “The Sun will rise tomorrow.”
Can I know that God loves me?
Can I know that God loves me now?
God Gives me daily bread. Essentials provided.
Nice. But easily placed under the column heading: moral obligation
What about gifts? God’s favor and blessing!
Sweet. But if it comes from the surplus of your power, resources, time…
it is only a hand-me-down of the forgotten, easily discarded at the outskirts of
Well, what do you want from me?
Something that doesn’t part from you easily
Something that costs you something
Puts you at risk
A statement that I or they are worth the counter-intuitive, reckless, self denying
How do I know God loves me?
That God loves me even now?
Communion. The Lord’s Supper.
True food. True drink.
A broken body.
A life laid down.
Humiliated – publicly.
of God’s unrelenting love for you
God loves you. Loves you now.
In this moment
this same crisis, failure, unlovable-worthless-wreck-of-a-life moment.
Don’t think too much on it:
this gesture that embodies the act
Just close your eyes
and receive it…
By receiving communion, we lean into the One who is already leaning in toward us.
We are kissed
with a sacrament that speaks louder than words.