I walked into our Maundy Thursday service as the first song was being played, a wonderful instrumental of "Ah Holy Jesus." The meal had been shared a little earlier, but because the service had already started, the only words spoken directly to me were during Passing of the Peace and the words over Communion. We leave the service in silence.
Tonight I was moved by the number of people who reached out to touch me in the absence of words. Just reassuring, gentle hands on an arm, or a shoulder as we passed near each other as we stepped forward to share the Eucharist.
My prayer for the congregation?
Dear God, Help us to find ways to reach out when words can't be spoken. Perhaps it is a language barrier, a relationship barrier, a theological barrier, or a physical barrier. Sometimes we do a kindness by holding our tongue... In those times when words can't be spoken, be with us, God, as we find ways to bridge the divide and connect with a touch, with an act of kindness, a listening ear, or a shared meal. Use our hands, as your hands, with healing touches and welcoming handshakes. Gracious God, help us to know when to remain quiet and when to shout your commision, for even the stones shout you are Lord! Amen
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