we had communion last night at church. every year, on the first sunday of the year, we gather in the fellowship hall around tables to share the bread and the wine (grape juice. we’re baptist remember). don’t get me wrong, i love taking communion and the memory that comes with it but this years was extra different. with the death of my cousin and everything else that was/is going on, it was good to sit with my family and to be served the elements by my father. after we have taken communion we all stood in a circle and sang the good ole baptist hymn, the bond of love. it felt good. it felt like community.

thank you Jesus. what a great sacrifice. help me to understand to the best of my ability. i know ill never completely understand, but still.