The Scandal of Communion

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I broke bread by myself earlier today, as I often do - to symbolically remind myself that my life is built upon the power of Christ's death and resurrection - no matter what might be going on in my circumstances or within my soul.  As I took the elements and meditated on who Christ is and what He has done for me and for all mankind, I found myself getting deliciously hammered by His goodness and His flawless, perfect love. As I pondered the price that Jesus paid on the cross when He shed His blood so that I could have a relationship with Father God, I found myself getting so so wrecked with fresh amazement and awestruck wonder at the scandal of being in a heart to heart relationship with the most important, most transcendent, most powerful, wisest, most loving, kindest, most beautiful, most significant being that could ever exist. 

I mean how can this even be? That we, mere humans beings, intricately flawed, dysfunctional, insignificant, selfish and broken - would be in an intimate relationship with GOD Almighty? And not just a distant acquaintance but a profound mutual "knowing" that reaches the very depth of our being - fully accepted, loved, embraced and called sons and daughters of God - boldly permitted to come to the Father's throne, day or night, whether we be clean or dirty, righteous or unrighteousness...pure or unpure? That we be called friends of God?  Of God!!! OF GOD??!!!! Flip! Whaaaatttt??? How can this lofty inconceivable privilege even be our reality?

Yet all made miraculously possible and available because of the blood shed by God's Son Jesus, who is the only complete representation of God.  Through Him and Him alone we get to meet God, we get to know and see God.  We get to be in unhindered, love drenched relationship with God.  This is wild. God's love is SO SO wild It's a love that's so scandalous. Actually quite ridiculous. So inconceivably undeserved. That God Almighty who is LOVE personified, would send His own precious, perfect Son to demonstrate the fullness of His Father's love, by dying for an unlovable, sinful world - by becoming the very Lamb of God, the perfect sacrifice for an imperfect world. And in doing so the Father's love would be revealed.

And then those that would accept this gift of extravagant love - this very torturous cruxifuction, the sacrificial breaking of the body of the Son of God - carried out on their behalf - would become the very body of Christ - the Bride of Christ - who the Father would then lovingly prepare, with great care and delight, to present to His Son in divine marriage. His beautiful, beautiful Son Jesus. 

Jesus. Glorious One. Oh so so beautiful is His nature, His fragrant aroma, His flawless character and irresistible personality. Who could resist? His incredible nature causes the body - His bride - to literally adore Him, to be love struck. Enamoured forever more.  His beauty compels and drives us to live lives of inconceivable love, faith, risk and power because we are all so besotted with Him. And the whole while we are falling in love with Jesus we are seeing more of God revealed. And this is what floats God's boat I reckon - having His creation receive revelation of His nature by falling in love with His Son. Yet all because God loved us first and sent His Son to die in our place, to save us from perishing and to bring us into an intimate relationship with Him.

This is crazy. It's thee most scandalous, inconceivable, almost ridiculous demonstration of love that could ever exist. And we are recipicients of it. Recipients of an eternal love jackpot which is so so beyond our merit or even beyond our reciprocation of it.  Yet reciprocate we must. For how could we not? How could we ever take lightly such a love? How could we ever fail to lavishly respond to a love so wild, so free, so unconditional? So undeserved. Yet a love which we were made for. A love that now defines us, shapes us and renders us wrecked in the most delicious way for all of our days.