Today during communion we accepted Christ via intinction, dipping his body into his blood. Walking back up the aisle, the body and blood in my hands my fingers were reddened. And i am reminded of the Israelites cry: "His blood be upon us and our children." And i know that i am Abraham's son doubting, arrogant, sinful. Benign in my faith, complacent, content to have Christ handed to me, yet not ever knowing how to accept him, accept the fact that his blood is on my hands and it cleanses them.
My greatest shame is become my only cause for joy.
My greatest shame is become my only cause for joy.
