Conte Del GraalFor the past few months, I’ve known that I would be leading the congregation in communion the next time I didn’t preach on the Sunday we have it each month. But, both the hubby and I kept forgetting that I was supposed to do it. I asked to wait because I wanted to be extra prepared the first time I did it. I’ve taken communion and heard it done for years, but it’s always different when you have to do it yourself.

I think it was last night as we were falling asleep that I remember and chided him for not reminding me. Of course, it was my fault, too. This morning as we were driving to church, he asked me if I would do it. I said, “no!” I wasn’t ready. He said, “Well, I have it all ready. You could read it before service.” I just glared at him. That was all I figured I needed to say. It was pretty clearly a glare. At least I thought it was. We got to the church and the basement, where hubby does a coffee shop for school kids, was a mess from the concert on Friday night. The people in the church would have been upset if they had seen it, so I went to work. People were already upstairs when I stopped at not perfect, but good enough.

Well, service started and everything went normal until the end. When hubby asks from the pulpit, “Elaine, will you please come and do communion?” I was not happy! What could I say though? Especially in front of everybody. His excuse was my lack of response in the car. Apparently my glare was not mean enough! And he said he couldn’t read my face when he was about to ask at the end of the service. My look at that point was, “He’s gonna ask me. No, he wouldn’t dare.” Boy was I wrong!

Well, he says I did fine. I beg to differ. He did have it all typed out, but I still wasn’t mentally or spiritually prepared. I know I should be spiritually prepared for anything, anytime, but I wasn’t today. That makes me sad, really. I was so nervous and uncomfortable, I tell you! I wasn’t really dressed for it either. I would have preferred to have been wearing a dress instead of just slacks.

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Princess had a dream last night. It was really wonderful!

She dreamed that Jesus was on the Cross and she was on the cross with Him. They both died and then rose again. Mary was sad and didn’t see the tomb. Then two angels came. One stood at the head and one at the foot. Then Mary saw a man and said, “Are you the gardener?” The man said, “I’m your God” and Princess was on Jesus’ back. (That is the quick version of what she said; most wording exact.)

How very theological of her. She amazes Chris and I daily with her wisdom. Mark 10:13-16 says,

13 People were bringing little children to Jesus to have him touch them, but the disciples rebuked them. 14 When Jesus saw this, he was indignant. He said to them, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. 15 I tell you the truth, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it.” 16 And he took the children in his arms, put his hands on them and blessed them. (NIV)

Princess, who will be 5 in December, accepted Jesus into her heart at the age of three. Her amazing understanding of theological truths can only come from her listening to God. We already allow her to take communion because of what we see her understanding. I know that only God can impart such knowledge and that because she is a child she is more open to it than most adults. I thank God for allowing us the opportunity to raise our two wonderful children and for giving us the ability to help them learn more about God. We do devotions every night, but just reading Bible stories cannot impart the knowledge that Princess has. And really, the only reason we do devotions so regularly is because Princess refuses to go to bed without it. Thank you Princess for your child-like devotion to our wonderful God and Savior.

Well, I preached on Sunday and I think it went pretty well. My hubby said I only needed to put more feeling into what I was saying. I felt the feeling, but it’s hard to really let it out in front of people and especially people who are just blankly gazing in your general direction. It really helps when people respond with amen and whatnot. A silent crowd is a tough crowd. But I will probably always be working on my delivery. I’m not really that great of a public speaker and I certainly don’t enjoy it. Although, I don’t get too nervous now. I might if it weren’t my own church, though. I don’t know since I haven’t really tried anywhere else.

It was communion Sunday, but I didn’t lead communion. I made a deal with Chris that I would lead communion the next time I am not preaching on communion Sunday. I’ve never done it before, so I know that the prep will be almost like preaching, at least the first time. So I have that to look forward to.

I preach again in three weeks. I’m catching up this summer. I need to preach at least 12 times a year. If I get ordained, it will go up to 15. We only have Sunday morning service because no one will come to any other services. We keep trying, but we end up at the church alone. It’s kind of sad. Anyway, it’s hard for Chris to give up the pulpit because there are so few times he preaches. If he doesn’t preach at least once in three weeks, he starts going crazy. I’m serious. He is NOT fun to be around. So we have to carefully plan when I preach, especially if we have a guest speaker, like a missionary. I preached this week and a missionary is coming Sunday. The Sunday after that is Chris and then me again. That way he should be okay to live with. 🙂 Well, those are my thoughts for the day. Enjoy!