I am the bread of life. Your forefathers ate the manna in the desert, yet they died.
But here is the bread that comes down from heaven, which a man may eat and not die.
Today as we took communion something happened.
The bread came by.
Thank you, God, for the gift of Your Son.
The juice passed by.
Our pew was missed.
We gently looked back and whispered, “We didn’t get the juice.”
As the communion tray was passed back up to us…..
I thought for a minute, “Why did that happen? What is God saying to us?”
And then I knew.
Thank you, Thank you, Thank you, Lord, for the gift of Your Son’s blood.
We need it. As the juice almost passed over us, we couldn’t be silent. Communion wasn’t complete without the juice, and God’s plan isn’t complete without the blood.
I was thankful today for almost missing the juice.
It reminded me of the most important part of God’s plan.
I’m so thankful Jesus came, but I am even more thankful that He was willing to die for me and for you.
Thankful for the blood of Jesus!
“What can wash away my sins? Nothing but the blood of Jesus! What can make me whole again? Nothing but the blood of Jesus! Oh, precious is the flow-that makes me white as snow! No other fount I know! Nothing but the blood of Jesus!