I always have a funny story at communion time that underscores that no one is perfect, and that communion is not for perfect people but for hungry people.
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I did my holy communion, and it was amazing how quickly the stories of the Bible and God and Jesus got under my skin.
For faithful Catholics, communion is not just a nice ritual: It is the body and blood of Jesus Christ, and the ultimate sign of our willingness to be incorporated into the church.
There is a communion of more than our bodies when bread is broken and wine drunk.
I think that at the supper I neither receive flesh nor blood, but bread and wine; which bread when it is broken, and the wine when it is drunken, put me in remembrance how that for my sins the body of Christ was broken, and his blood shed on the cross.
I was interested in transcendence from a very early age. I was interested in what was over there, what was behind life. So when I had my first communion I was very disappointed. I had expected something amazing and surprising and spiritual. Instead all I got was a bicycle. That wasn't what I was after at all.
I sometimes think I cannot write another passage about a disappointing meal ever again, because I've done it so many times.
Food, in the end, in our own tradition, is something holy. It's not about nutrients and calories. It's about sharing. It's about honesty. It's about identity.
We cannot have communion with Christ till we are in union with Him; and we cannot have communion with the Church till we are in vital union with it.
Even though I be bound in the Name, I have not yet become perfected in Jesus Christ.
With respect to Holy Communion, it is up to the communicant to decide whether they are in a state of grace and worthy to receive the Eucharist. Each one of us makes that decision.
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