Luke's Gospel is the only one that records it.
The words of Jesus. The red letters. The passover meal shared with His students.
And when Jesus took some bread, and gave thanks to God for it, He broke it in pieces and gave them to His disciples saying, "This is my body, which is broken for you. Do this in remembrance of Me." (Luke 22:19)
And I wonder if they knew.
If they realized this would be the final shared meal with their Master. Their friend. Their would-be Savior?
My eyes well up with tears at the very thought of it.
He had told them.
He had warned them.
The impending doom was coming.
He was preparing their hearts to remember.
They were going to need to remember.
And so are we... going to need to remember.
I had written it in my journal all those years ago and reflect back upon it today.. this week.. the week we remember.
All of life is worship!
All of it.
And it isn't something we DO... it's something we ARE.
I would pen these words beside it.... "Are these the words over my life... 'Do this in remembrance of Me?'"
And I would ask myself the question again... are they?
Do THIS in remembrance of Me.
And we don't have to wait until Sunday's communion celebration to do it.
Because ALL of life is worship.
Do THIS is remembrance of me:
- serve your spouse
- make the dinners
- fold the laundry
- make the bed
- change the diaper
- show kindness to the cashier
- smile at the neighbor
- do the job
- call the friend
- forgive the offender
All of it.
The ordinary.
The mundane.
The challenging.
All of it.
Do it in remembrance of Him.
Because this one life is our one opportunity to bring Him a sacrifice of praise we can't do except for THIS side of eternity.
It's all for Him.
Do it in remembrance of Him!