The Breaking Through and Pouring Out

The line stretched down the aisle. One by one they came with hands open, ready to receive the elements as if their next breath depended on it.

Our New York City church plant relied on the elders and deacons to offer communion each week. As an elder’s wife, I joined my husband to serve most Sundays, and it quickly became one of my favorite roles.

This sacred moment of church tradition often caused my eyes to swell with pools of tears. As I greeted each sister and brother, I recognized the hearts before me represented a failed marriage, a devastating miscarriage, a joyous engagement, or a recent promotion.

As each familiar pair of eyes met mine, my mouth uttered, “His body was broken for you. His blood was poured out for you.”

In that moment standing before the church, I realized God had lovingly broken through areas of my life over the past seven years and led me to a posture of surrender. It had been a painful process, but God knew I needed to let go of good things—furthering my career, living life near my family, and expecting financial gain—so that I could remain open to the story He was writing.

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This is an excerpt from my guest post on The Love Offering Blog.