Primary texts – 1 Samuel 21:1-9 and Mark 14:10-31
The assigned Old Testament reading this week is obviously quite- well, interesting. And as much as I enjoy taking time to give context to our scriptures… I really just want to point out a couple of things about this odd episode in the life of David, which happened as he was running from Saul.
First, the bread of Presence mentioned in the story isn’t quite the equivalent of communion bread. The Holiness code called for what is sometimes translated as showbread to be kept on the altar. It is described as twelve cakes or loaves baked from fine flour, and arranged in two rows or piles on a table standing before God.
Each loaf was baked with specific ingredients by the Kohathite clan. They were stacked along with the frankincense on the altar, in a way that seems reminiscent of the stacks of stones left in various locations as memorials to moments when God was uniquely engaged with humankind.
The bread would only be left on the table for a week, replaced with new fresh loaves each Sabbath. The priests were allowed to each the bread once they were removed, as long as they did so in a holy place. After all, this was holy bread. Set apart for a purpose
And so, when David seeks to take the bread with him, he is asking for the priest to bend the rules, perhaps break a few. Ahimelech did help David and his friends, providing 5 loaves. He was later summoned into Saul’s presence, and accused of disloyalty for assisting David, based on the information of Doeg the Edomite.
This is a complicated story – as most stories involving David are…He was not a priest… and yet, he was set apart. He was chosen by God. He needed bread, but he lied… he wasn’t sent by Saul. He was there because he was on the run and he was hungry
The only food that was present at the tabernacle was the bread of the Presence. There was nothing in the letter of the Law that allowed the bread to be given to anyone else, and Ahimelech was- as a priest aware of every letter, every jot and every tittle of the law. Ahimelech also knew the Law was given to further life, and that the spirit of the Law demanded that feeding the needy must be put ahead of ritual if the two ever seem to conflict.
Jesus later appealed to this incident to justify His practice of ignoring the Pharisaic traditions that put preserving religious ritual above helping the hungry. Following such traditions leads only to bondage to sin rather than leading to freedom according to the law of love.
I think that is part of what happened the night Jesus was betrayed.
Everyone was familiar with the words to be spoken.
The order of the questions.
The foods they would eat.
It was passover.
And passover is all about family.
And being family for those who are far from home or whose family is no longer with them.
It was comforting and familiar to recite the story together
To eat the symbolic foods
To drink the symbolic wine
The middle portion of our reading from Mark is familiar. They are one version of what we call the “Words of institution” The words that recall how this sacrament was instituted, came into being. If I had my way, I’d change that nomenclature…
— Tell story of attempting to memorize WOI for Dr. Shaffer’s class —
The assignment – memorize and demonstrate for the prof… Struggling to get the words right. All week, I would try to get it right and forget/freeze every time. It’s not like I hadn’t heard them hundreds of times in my church-going life, should have been easy… But there I was, standing in front of classmates in an unfamiliar church, hot dog bun in hand. Hopelessly stuck. Finally Dr. Shaffer says to me. It’s ok. Just tell the story.
Because that’s what the words of institution are – the story.
The story of that night when they were gathered together.
The story as remembered by Mark. And Matthew. And Luke.
The story that Peter and the others must have told Paul – Or perhaps he heard it while he was blind and the Lord spoke directly to his heart… But Paul gives us in his letter to Corinth a testimony of what had been passed on to him, so that those who heard the letter might bear witness, too.
I added a few verses this morning… before and after. The part of the story in which Judas betrays him.And the part in which Jesus warns Peter that he, too, will fall away…
You see, it’s important to understand the human context in which this divine promise, this new covenant as Luke and Paul describe it, is being made. Jesus is 100% aware of the betrayal and denial that is coming. He cannot and will not stop them, any more than he would avoid the pain and death that is looming.
This is the world in which he lived.
This is the world in which we live.
Sinful, broken, not-yet-God’s Kingdom,
Not yet fully reconciled and awaiting an upgrade to the Resurrection Operating System
But Jesus loved those people gathered at the table.
Loved them like family.
And because he offers forgiveness in his broken body
BREAK THE BREAD
And because he offers forgiveness in his spilled blood
POUR THE JUICE
We are one family.
Claimed and adopted by God
Baptised into one church
Sharing one communion
Proclaiming his saving life, death and resurrection until he comes again.
Knowing that very night that some of his family would fail him, Jesus still bears witness to God being with us – all of us.
I could talk at length about the myriad ways theologians have argued and written about the sacrament….
There were the reformation era debates about Transubstantiation, Consubstantiation or just plain memorial. Is Jesus really in the bread, in the room? How do we square that with his being ascended???
For the record – Jean Calvin’s response is the one most Presby’s cling to: It’s a mystery, but we can trust that the HS is in us and with us. And that power allows our hearts to be in the presence of Christ as we celebrate the sacrament
Argue over who can preside.
For us – generally an ordained MOWAS
Argue over who can partake and when.
Baptized… or at least being raised in the community of faith and learning what it means to participate. There’s that whole letter vs Spirit of the law thing again
I could talk about the way coming back to the table again and again is like sanctification, whereas baptism reminds us of justification – once and done.
But I want to talk about what it means for our hearts, for our lives
The how then shall we live part.
It starts by thinking about what a family meal means.
Gathering- family, bonus family (guests)
Remembering – meals past, people here and gone, good/bad convos
Celebrate- holidays with rituals and traditions
Nourish – eat, feel full hearts and bellies
Have people who brought dishes tell their stories…
- What did you bring?
- Who taught you how to make it (maybe you just watched)?
- What memories does it bring to mind…
- who do you think of?
- What table does it remind you of?
- With whom do you most want to share this?
Food – especially comfort food… It’s all about Love
Being nourished heart soul mind strength
Tell story about Pork Pie becoming part of my history when married into New England family.
Take bread to everyone as tell story about Monkey Bread, Mary Helen, hospitality, love.
Talk about the Smell of Grape Juice
- Takes me back to family filling all the communion cups in the vestibule
- First communion
- Watching the Table – the men and women who helped raise me along with parents standing, praying, telling the story in those words
- Tell the story of Sarah Bell – frail, ravaged by stroke, barely able to swallow… but when she tasted and smelled communion… countenance changed, face relaxed, mouth formed words “Our Father”…
She was, in those moments truly present. With us, with God.
I was, in those moments, in the presence of God.
And when I stand at the table and smell the bread and the juice…
I remember… I am with the saints from my past and present.
I am loved… I am thankful.
I am in the presence of God.
As the cup is passed, smell the juice, dip the bread, allow yourself to experience the mystery of the presence of Christ for you. TAKE CUP TO PEWS FOR INTINCTION
That is what this table should mean… to us.
We should walk in, see the bread and the juice and stomachs growl
Because we are hungry for that company, fellowship
Because we are thirsty for the stories that remind us who we are
Belonging to one another – blood relatives, thanks to the blood of Christ.
Stay hungry, dear ones.