Found this thought about communion scribbled in an old journal:

Communion is a place where we imbibe life, a fill-up.

I often wish we could eat until we were full—it’s tough to find satisfaction in a corner of cracker and a half sip of juice. Why not eat and eat and eat; drink to the cup’s bottom and refill? Why not feel in our bellies what we feel in our hearts? Full.


JL Gerhardt