It was funny, that moment of revelation
of understanding the not so subtle change.
I told our pastor that the girls and I
changing our assigned station, in the sanctuary
that we received communion from mom,
where she was assisting
A word of correction,
by our pastor, our friend.
She served communion,
this night, her first time
with the credentials,
the sending out, the words
given, recognized with authority,
to perform the sacraments,
to live the call she feels, affirmed so often,
the call within her;
Another corner turned,
preparing for the day, next month,
when she will be the one breaking the bread
saying the words over the cup
truly serving communion
in our new sanctuary,
to her new congregation
the flock she will help shepherd
in service to God
June 15, 2008
communion at Annual Conference,
Gordon College, Wenham, MA
June 14, 2008
Sunday, June 15, 2008
She Served
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