what's with the funny communion?

last sunday at sanctuary, we tried something we haven't done before. we came to the communion table: palms stained with the dirty ash of sin, hands wrapped in the coarse burlap of sackcloth and repentance, and powerless as a child we approached Jesus in communion pleading for forgiveness, pleading for release.

when i went to the table, helpless, powerless, like a little child, something powerful happened. the Father reached down from heaven, and didn't smack me around, like i deserve. He filled me with the life, salvation, strength, forgiveness, and promise of eternity that is not in my power to grasp. i opened my mouth and received the body and blood of Jesus as it truly is: a gift of grace. when i in turn shared the cup of salvation personally, with each of you, it was a moving experience for me as a pastor. becasue in the end, all i ever want to do is give you Jesus.

after service i heard all sorts of things. that was amazing. that was differnt. that was so intimate. i was totally wierded out. what did you think?

Introducing narthex.theblog

And Now for Something Completely Different - narthex.theblog

In respect to Dan and his commitment to Sanctuary and the narthex, this article is being written from the Starbucks, which happens to be across the street from the Caribou. Good bye my dear friend; Caribou that is, and I suppose you too Dan :)

I don't know about you, but for the longest time since Dan was working on these random thoughts from the Caribou window I have wanted the chance to continue the conversation. You too? Sweet. Great minds think alike. Therefore, drum roll please . . .
the narthex is proud to introduce . . . narthex theblog

now we'll be able to continue the conversation. let's get off to a great start.