Monday, May 31, 2010

The Eucharist and Me: A Journey of Discovery

Our family recently returned to the United Methodist Church. My wife and I were both raised in Pentecostal churches but left it ten years ago and made our home in the UMC. A year ago, for various reasons, Shery and I made a deliberate decision to return to the Pentecostal church in an attempt to reconnect with our former heritage. While it was a wonderful experience in many respects, it was largely unsuccessful and in many ways, a defining one. While all churches participate in some form of liturgy, the formal and sacred quality of mainline liturgy has become an irreducible part of our worship expectations.

Yesterday, we experienced Communion for the first time since our return to the UMC. Over the year in which we attended Pentecostal churches, Communion was observed very little. Ten years ago when we first attended a mainline church, Communion was what drew us in. It was unlike anything my wife and I had ever experienced. The beauty of the language and the sacredness in which it was approached was entirely new to us. It was very moving, to say the least. Going an entire year without that left us feeling empty and wanting more. So, as you can imagine, the experience yesterday was tremendously refreshing.