There has been one thread knitting my week together – the celebration of communion. From Tuesday night at AU through this morning at The Edge, God has been using that time in really powerful ways in my life. I love following in the path Paul laid out in 1 Corinthians 11:

“For I received from the Lord what I also passed on to you: The Lord Jesus, on the night he was betrayed, took bread, and when he had given thanks, he broke it and said, “This is my body, which is for you; do this in remembrance of me.” In the same way, after supper he took the cup, saying, “This cup is the new covenant in my blood; do this, whenever you drink it, in remembrance of me.” For whenever you eat this bread and drink this cup, you proclaim the Lord’s death until he comes.” – 1 Corinthians 11:23-26 (NIV)

It’s one of the most shockingly beautiful proclamations of the Gospel I can imagine. I love watching people line up to take communion. I love knowing that each of their lives was created to proclaim the glory of Christ. I love knowing that proclamation is only possible because of the unthinkable grace God showed on the cross.

Watching students line up to celebrate communion is one of the sweetest times I have in life. It’s so powerful watching that proclamation happen on campuses. It’s powerful in the Smith Center.

It’s powerful where ever it’s genuine.