Thursday, March 24, 2016

"Searching for Sunday" Lenten Devotional Series: Our Last Communion




Thursday, March 24

Our Last Communion

Acts 2:42-44 and I Corinthians 11:23-24 

It happened on World Wide Communion Sunday, October 7, 1980.  Earlier that year, she had heart surgery.  We had been in San Diego due to the recommendation of her Cardiologist.  “She needs a lower elevation than Evergreen,” where I was Pastor. She had experienced two cardiac arrests prior to his recommendation. 
All went well, until the last week of September. Again, she had a cardiac arrest and was hospitalized.  Upon release from the hospital, her physician thought she could travel by air, to Evergreen.  We arrived at the time of all the brilliant colors. 

We had returned the day before World-Wide Communion Sunday.  I had urged her to stay at home and miss Worship that morning.  However, as we began Worship at 10:30, she and our three children came.   When I caught her eyes, she made it clear, she had to be there.  At Communion, the people gathered in a Circle around the Altar. Our Sanctuary was hexagon shaped with the Altar in the Center.  As Pastor, I served both the Bread and the Cup.  Communion there was always intimate.  You were able to greet each person and give the Sacrament.  As my eyes met with hers and our three children, it was unforgettable.  

Later that afternoon, she had insisted, we tour the Colors nearby.  I tried to talk her out of it, but she was determined. So, to Echo Hills we went, west of Evergreen, and we ended in Upper Bear Valley where our two oldest had stayed with friends.  She was excited to see our friends.  

That’s when it happened!  She had a cardiac arrest! The EMT’s arrived quickly.  They were able to get her to respond.  A Flight-For-Life Chopper was now on the ground nearby.  She promptly made the flight to Denver.     Two days later she took her last breath. 

To this day, as I serve or receive the Sacrament, I remember that Sunday and the blessings of a Community of Faith.  Yes, it was only one Sunday.  Oh, were we to know, all the stories that gather on any given Sunday.  

Thanks for the memory and intimacy of the Sacrament. Amen
Don G. Sperber, Retired Clergy 

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