We began today with a simple taking of communion. That is an element that I like to use, especially when an individual in the group is feeling like an unworthy outcast. It is a good reminder that the blood of Christ was spilt specifically for this purpose. We mess up, and God isn't surprised. He shed His blood so that the sin could be removed and we could come back as sons.
Churches are intimidating sometimes. People who don't know the love of Christ define them as places where condemnation abounds. I am so thankful that we serve a God who is bigger than the need to condemn just to prove his own holiness. A God who came down to earth and got dirty in the process of providing forgiveness and new life to those who would humbly come and seek it.
There was a lot of pain on the table tonight. A lot of brokenness and darkness. But there was mercy too, and new hope.
These pictures were taken with our homeless friends. We regularly have communion with them on Sunday afternoons downtown.
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I love you all. You inspire me.
Jess
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