U2charist
(A
communion celebrated using original readings and the lyrics of U2 songs)
Song:
I still haven’t found what I’m looking for
Reading:
Matthew 9,10 (The Message)
35-38Then Jesus made a circuit of all the towns and villages. He taught
in their meeting places, reported kingdom news, and healed their diseased bodies,
healed their bruised and hurt lives. When he looked out over the crowds, his
heart broke. So confused and aimless they were, like sheep with no shepherd.
"What a huge harvest!" he said to his disciples. "How few
workers! On your knees and pray for harvest hands!"
1-4 The prayer was no sooner prayed than it was answered. Jesus called
twelve of his followers and sent them into the ripe fields. He gave them power
to kick out the evil spirits and to tenderly care for the bruised and hurt
lives.
5-8Jesus sent his twelve harvest hands out with this charge:
"Don't begin by
traveling to some far-off place to convert unbelievers. And don't try to be
dramatic by tackling some public enemy. Go to the lost, confused people right
here in the neighborhood. Tell them that the kingdom is here. Bring health to
the sick. Raise the dead. Touch the untouchables. Kick out the demons. You have
been treated generously, so live generously.
Reading:
We think we know
We
think we know about mission.
We are
the church.
That’s
our speciality.
So we
will look for those obvious needs
and
those glaring wants
and go
and pitch in.
when
we have the time
when
the setting is right.
We
have lots to offer.
Maybe
not much time.
Maybe
not too many folk
But we
are the church
And
that has to count for something.
So we
will go where we can be seen
We
will go where we can be safe
We
will go wherever we see a need.
And,
if folk are less than enthusiastic
If
they don’t seem to want our help
That’s
their problem, not ours.
We are
called to serve
We are
called to mission
So we
will serve and we will miss.
Miss
God.
Because
God is actually somewhere else.
Working
in the places we don’t see
Or
never thought of.
God is
down all those blind alleys
that
we would never venture.
Dismantling
barriers
Engrossed
with real mission.
Too
absorbed to notice our feeble attempts
in the
wrong places
but if
we asked.
If we
sought God out before we plunged in
If we
tracked God down
We
would discover that there’s plenty
for us
to be involved in
just
not in the places we thought.
Maybe
not even in the ways we imagined.
It IS
mission.
But
not as we know it.
And
maybe next time we assume
That
we know where and when and how
Instead
we will keek round the corners
And
down those bind alleyways
And
listen for God’s laughter
Listen
for God’s great sobs
As
wounds are bound
And
hurts are tended
And
broken and bruised lives
Are
loved back to health.
And
barriers are smashed
Then
we might know
That
mission belongs to God.
And
then we might be grateful
That
God shows us where and when and how
And
invites us to join in
To
take part in the work of God
breaking
down barriers
in our
world.
Song:
One
Thanksgiving
prayer: Song: Gloria
Sharing
communion: Song: Grace
Reading:
Grief behind locked doors
After Jesus
set up his memorial in the Last Supper, he was betrayed and crucified.
The
disciples were bereft, with no hope of anything else and went and hid behind
locked doors.
When sorrow is too deep for tears
When its more of an ache deep inside
When its something that catches in the windpipe and refuses to go
any further,
allowing neither release nor relief
When there's a burning behind the eyes,
that makes the cheekbones
hurt and temples throb
That's grief.
Grief promulgated by disappointment and the searing pain of hurt -
the kind one only experiences in the betrayal of friends, in the dissolution of
trust.
Its a grief that cannot be integrated as other griefs might,
accepted as a part of the cost of life and of love.
Its edges are far too
jagged to be buffed down and held close.
Its not natural as loss is natural.
The element of betrayal just doesn't allow a coming to terms.
The disciples knew this grief.
The grief of losing something that held such promise and brought
such pain.
This searing grief seemed insurmountable.
No way through.
A brick wall behind which they cowered in despair.
How quickly that wall came crashing down – when the risen Lord
appeared beside them
and breathed into their grief.
Showed them a way forward - out of their locked room,
over their
brick wall into a whole new enterprise.
Death - another barrier
smashed.
Praying for just a whiff of that same Spirit in the grief that is ours.
Song:
In the name of love
Reading:
He saw me
He saw me
he looked into my eyes and saw me
Not the things I’d done
Not all that others said about me
He saw me
His eyes
looked deep into my soul
saw the need
saw the beauty
and loved me
Song:
Walk on
Blessing