I was a Deist for many years, but today I believe in Jesus, God Incarnate, God in the flesh. I started out on a Christian path to belief. I was baptized as a baby in the Presbyterian Church thanks to the beliefs of my Presbyterian-Christian Scientist grandmother. Later, I was dunked in a Baptist Church thanks to my Southern Baptist mother. Unfortunately, that church destroyed my blossoming faith. I walked away from Christianity as a teenager firmly believing that no intelligent person could be a Christian.
I was an adult holding a doctorate in chemistry before I found God in Jesus and intellectual challenge in Christianity. I joined a liberal Baptist church that promptly split. With a dozen or so others, we started a new church. The first Sunday, there were 60 people present. Now it is a congregation of six thousand. Over time, I found I was no longer in tune with the beliefs of that very vibrant, but theologically conservative, church.
I left and spent a year never going to church, but studying and contemplating my faith. Eventually, I realized I needed a church home. God's grace led me to Central Christian. Here I am accepted, just as any of you searching for a church home would be accepted.
My church is a Christian Church (Disciples of Christ). We are part of a denomination that started in the United States in the early 1800's. Our founders were Scottish immigrants who wished to break down denominational barriers. Our church welcomes all who accept Jesus the Christ as their Savior, a Savior who as a child was refugee fleeing with his parents into Egypt.
We are here on this Christmas Day to take Communion. Disciples celebrate Communion every time we worship. Everyone is invited to the Table because it is not our Table, it is the Lord's Table. Jesus opens his arms to everyone to come and be one with him.
God and people meet at the Table and something happens. At the Table, we touch eternity. At the table, God gives love, forgiveness, acceptance and we receive. In prayer we go to God. In Communion, God comes to us. We are not learning something, or remembering something, but doing something–we are meeting God.
(The last paragraph is adapted from A Communion Meditation by Myron J. Taylor.)
