Memories are powerful. They remind us of who we are and to whom we belong.
I have fond memories of reunions with my family. We’d have a huge meal, including Papa’s camp stew and Mema’s butternut cake. At some point after the meal, we would gather around the piano. Mema, my aunts, and cousins would take turns playing as everyone sang from hymnals (the ones with shape notes). When I was younger, I didn’t want to stop playing games to sing. Now, I see the importance of the tradition. Singing with my family is part of the fabric of who I am.
I have an unpleasant memory of being in a car accident with Papa and my cousins. I recall the scared feeling of seeing Papa unconscious, and how stressed my cousins and I were. He recovered from the incident, but it was a hard time on the entire family. As I look back, I am thankful that things didn’t turn out worse than they did.
These and many other experiences with my family have shaped me into the person I am. My memories remind me of who I am and to whom I belong. Remembering Christ does the same.
As our Savior and His disciples were observing the Lord’s Supper on the night before His death, He gave an instruction: “Do this in remembrance of me.” Jesus wants us to remember Him. We are to remember not only His body broken for us, but also the miracles performed, His instruction on daily living, and the love He showered on all he met. As we drink of the cup, which is the new covenant in His blood, we are to recall His birth, example, death, and resurrection. Also, we are to be mindful of how Christ has revealed himself to us in our lives.
On Sunday, June 11, we will observe the Lord’s Supper during both morning worship services. Come prepared to recall His sacrifice, and remember His life and love shown to us on Calvary.