My daughter tugged on my arm, her green eyes pleading for me to come closer. With her lips to my ear, she pointed at the tiny cups and fragments of bread. “Mommy, is it time for samples yet?” she asked. Her five-year-old understanding caught me off guard, and I didn’t hide my smile well. “You…
I love Communion. I love the sanctifying aspect of it, the connection to Christ crucified through the observance of the Last Supper. I love the introspection we are called to engage in, which leads to confession, repentance, and grace. Communion has always felt deeply spiritual to me, which is probably why I cringed the first…
On my way to the table to share a meal with my family, I often take a moment to reflect on a few things. It takes a lot of willpower to shut down my hostessing and just enjoy the few minutes before a meal. I start by taking an inventory of who is in the…