Then they told what had happened on the road, and how he had been made known to them in the breaking of the bread.
I distinctly remember the first time I participated in the Holy Eucharist. I was about 14 or 15. I went up to the altar rail and ate the bit of bread that the priest had given me. But I wasn’t ready for the wine. I had never had wine before, and I didn’t know that you are only supposed to take a sip. I took a full-mouthed slug of wine.
It startled me. The wine burned my mouth, my nose, and it burned all the way down. My eyes popped open and my whole family could see what was going on. Only then did they realize that they should have warned me.
And yes, somebody should have warned me. Somebody should have warned me that the Holy Spirit comes like a burning fire and that life would never be the same again. Somebody should have warned me I would come to know Jesus in this meal of bread and wine.
Here is my warning to you – you never know when God will make himself known to you. Today, may you keep alert and look out for God’s presence.
The Rev. Jimmy Abbott