While they were eating, Jesus took bread, spoke a blessing and broke it, and gave it to the disciples, saying, “Take it; this is My body.” Then He took the cup, gave thanks, and gave it to them, and they all drank from it.
As the communion plate makes its way down the row, a quiet calculation can start running in your head. You might find yourself going back over the week, perhaps over a sharp word or a prayer that didn't happen, or over the fact that you still aren't sure what this meal means. By the time the bread reaches you, it can feel as though you've failed a test nobody else in the row seemed to be sitting.