The Vatican stated on Saturday that the bread used for the Eucharist could not be entirely gluten free, although “low gluten” bread was allowable.
When is a time you were initially offended or disgusted over a concept, only to have God stick a real person in your path, who helped you start to see the world a little differently?
Each Sunday morning we have a chance to stop and remember who we are.
“A Communion of churches, at the very least surely, are churches that can celebrate communion together, churches where they accept the validity of each others ordinations, churches where someone ordained in one church can preside in the other.
What is called “The Anglican Communion” is not such a communion.” -Bosco Peters
John 15:1-11
On some Sunday mornings I groan under the burden of participating in the prayers of our communal worship. Rather than actually praying I sigh and shuffle and think of who I need to talk to at coffee hour or worry about what wasn’t in the bulletin. The minutes creep by. With irritation I chafe under phrases like “Father Almighty”, which under the best of circumstances are impenetrably alien to me. And the whole of salvation history sails right by […]
“I never let go of the notion that a feeble human being could commune directly with the power behind all we see and know, like a surfer cascading across a wall of water pitched up along the shoreline by the fathomless ocean. “
Religious rituals teach us to dance with God. For many Episcopalians, the shape of our Sunday rituals changed dramatically with the adoption of the 1979 Book of Common Prayer. Holy Communion replaced Morning Prayer as the usual Sunday worship service.
The Reverend David Sellery, Author, Resource Creator and Retreat Leader. Committed to a vocation that focuses on encountering God in the midst of everyday life, I serve as an Episcopal priest who seeks to proclaim the good news of God in Christ in worship, pastoral care, education, stewardship, congregational development and community outreach, while continually engaging our wider culture with dynamism and
I have been nourished by hundreds of Eucharists. Deep down, where I don’t usually notice it, they have fed my soul in a steady, sustaining way. Sometimes they are so rich my heart longs to prostrate itself before the altar in sheer awe and adoration. At other times I practically keel over with boredom. But each celebration is a mysterious source of life and strength, and I cannot explain why that is and how it happens.
We can be thankful that our ancestors preserved both accounts for our benefit and didn’t try to edit or exclude because of inconsistencies in their stories. We are richer for the inconsistencies.
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