In Remembrance of Him

Last Sabbath was Communion at church, that sacred time when we, as Christians, gather in a special way to remember the sacrifice Christ made for us on Calvary’s cross. Sabbath is always a blessing, but Communion carries a unique stillness. The atmosphere shifts. Hearts soften. Reverence settles over the room. And I love seeing the deaconesses dressed in pure white from head to toe, a quiet reminder of the holiness of the moment.

Our very own Pastor Salmon

After foot washing, as we returned to our seats and began to sing, the Holy Spirit made me aware of something stirring inside me. It wasn’t a new feeling, I sense it every Communion but this time, I paused long enough to truly notice it.

The word that came to mind was wretchedness, but not in a shameful way. It was the awareness of who I am without Christ, and the overwhelming gratitude for who I am because of Him. In that moment, I felt chosen. Loved. Wanted. Saved by grace. It was as if I had won something priceless: peace, acceptance, renewal.

Communion does that for me.
It feels like laying down yesterday’s failures, acknowledging God’s goodness, and standing up as a new person again. A fresh commitment to leave sin behind and follow Jesus fully. And it felt mighty good.

My toddler wanted to hold the bread for me since she cannot eat it. She felt included.

Jesus really did this for me, and for everyone sitting there, singing songs of praise and adoration. And guess what? He did it for you as well.

This sacred practice comes straight from Scripture:

Grape juice

As we ate the bread and drank the grape juice, I felt myself recommitting not out of duty, but out of love. I remembered how Christ welcomed me with open arms, how He has grown me, carried me, and transformed me by His grace.

So until He comes again, this I will do in remembrance of Him.

Do you celebrate Communion at your church, and how does it shape your heart?

Be well and be blessed.

With love and purpose,
Tomika Chance
Itz Holistically Wholesome

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