The charm of traveling is everywhere I go, tiny life. I go to the hotel, tiny soap, tiny shampoos, single-serving butter, tiny mouthwash and single-use toothbrush. Fold into the standard airplane seat. You're a giant. The problem is your shoulders are too big. Your Alice in Wonderland legs are all of a sudden miles so long they touch the feet of the person in front. Dinner arrives, a miniature do-it-yourself Chicken Cordon Bleu hobby kit, sort of put-it-together project to keep you busy.
-Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club
Single-serving communion, Single-serving church, Single-serving worship.
Don't sit next to me. Don't touch my "communion elements" We drive in our single-serving vehicles to our single-serving weekly church service. We walk in and are welcomed as we single file receive our single-serving bulletin. We grab our single-serving communion and take our single-serving seat, not too close to the front, not to close to the next person.
Is this the body of Christ?
Is this the love of Christ?
Is this what Jesus had in mind during the last supper passover meal?
Let's keep the blood of Christ boxed in, separated, and clean. I don't really want to talk to you I'm just here to worship.
How are you today? Good how are you? Good Morning! Good Morning! What are we doing? Is this the community from the book of the Acts? Check my watch, why is he still talking? slide out the back to beat the traffic, sacrifice the doxology for a new record drive time home to my single-serving house.
Here we are pouring out the blood of Christ in tiny cups and breaking the body of Christ into tiny wafers. This is not the Eucharist! If Heaven is a banquet feast and God himself has set the table for us I hope it is nothing like our Earthly ritual. Heavens places set with TV dinners wrapped in plastic hot on the outside ice in the middle.
This isn't the way it's suppose to be. What happened to daily meeting at the temple and daily meals with the entire congregation of the body of Christ? shoulder to shoulder, your sweat dripping into my cup of wine. My fingers grazing your bread as I reach for more lamb. What happened to the community? The laughter, the sharing of lives? the tears the sharing of heartache? Where is the Love? Where is God? Do we have time for Him? Do we want to make time for God? Or would he ruin our Sunday plans? Church ends at noon God knows that! The Passover feast has turned into "Pass-the communion plate-over" hurry up I don't have all day!
That teaching as interesting, that teaching was lame, the music sucked today, I've heard those songs 10000 times. Single-serving Christian critic. My senses weren't stimulated enough. See You next week, for the hour we have to sit here together or else we'll roast in Hell because of the anger of this wrathful God we "love" or more aptly "fear"
I want to scarf a feast with the entire church! I want the Sunday service to be a meal. No teaching, no routine, just music, dancing, and eating! we come together as one to love and celebrate. We share our pain and our joy. The teachings can happen Monday-Saturday but Sunday should be the feast! the Communion, the Passover, the Eucharist!
This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time.
-Fight Club
Communion Cups and Someone's Coat - Iron & Wine
-Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club
Single-serving communion, Single-serving church, Single-serving worship.
Is this the body of Christ?
Is this the love of Christ?
Is this what Jesus had in mind during the last supper passover meal?
Let's keep the blood of Christ boxed in, separated, and clean. I don't really want to talk to you I'm just here to worship.
Here we are pouring out the blood of Christ in tiny cups and breaking the body of Christ into tiny wafers. This is not the Eucharist! If Heaven is a banquet feast and God himself has set the table for us I hope it is nothing like our Earthly ritual. Heavens places set with TV dinners wrapped in plastic hot on the outside ice in the middle.
This isn't the way it's suppose to be. What happened to daily meeting at the temple and daily meals with the entire congregation of the body of Christ? shoulder to shoulder, your sweat dripping into my cup of wine. My fingers grazing your bread as I reach for more lamb. What happened to the community? The laughter, the sharing of lives? the tears the sharing of heartache? Where is the Love? Where is God? Do we have time for Him? Do we want to make time for God? Or would he ruin our Sunday plans? Church ends at noon God knows that! The Passover feast has turned into "Pass-the communion plate-over" hurry up I don't have all day!
That teaching as interesting, that teaching was lame, the music sucked today, I've heard those songs 10000 times. Single-serving Christian critic. My senses weren't stimulated enough. See You next week, for the hour we have to sit here together or else we'll roast in Hell because of the anger of this wrathful God we "love" or more aptly "fear"
I want to scarf a feast with the entire church! I want the Sunday service to be a meal. No teaching, no routine, just music, dancing, and eating! we come together as one to love and celebrate. We share our pain and our joy. The teachings can happen Monday-Saturday but Sunday should be the feast! the Communion, the Passover, the Eucharist!
This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time.
-Fight Club
Communion Cups and Someone's Coat - Iron & Wine