When it’s time.
When the time came, Jesus and the apostles sat down together at the table. — Luke 22:14
When the time had come for the Last Summer, all the stories leading up to the meal were in place. From tremendous amounts of fish being caught in an instant to the miraculous healings of so many afflicted, from turning water to wine to Jesus’ mountaintop transfiguration, and from walking on water to calming the storm with a few short words, so much had culminated. Oh, and there was raising Lazarus from the dead.
It was time. It was time for Jesus to say what he needed to say, and do what he needed to do. The glass with wine was raised. The loaf of bread was broken.
Jesus had given the disciples object lessons before. This wasn’t new.
But this time, this act—this very first communion—was for them.
Scripture doesn’t record Jesus healing one of the twelve from an ailment, a sprained ankle, or a broken heart. The gospels don’t record the Son of God coaching any of them through a personal crisis other than to settle their silly dispute about which of them was the greatest. No, what Jesus had given his disciples—this meal itself—was just for them. The eleven would later share this meal with others. This part of the divine plan is how communion grew. That first time, however, then and there, the bread and the cup was given at just the right moment in their lives.
Jesus knows when it’s the right moment in our lives to receive from Him. He is already ready. We can’t say the same.
Jesus gifts when it’s the right time. When the pieces are in the right place. When our heart can turn even more fully to His love, guidance and blessings.
PRAYER: Lord, the time has come. Just as the disciples sat down with You, we join You at the World Wide Communion Sunday table. Let us break bread together—all together. Amen.