tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2395090220691101609.post6962674503529965589..comments2023-06-08T01:26:04.133-07:00Comments on A Fiercer Delight and a Fiercer Discontent: The Monthly Evangelical Metamorphosis into Gnostic Materialists: 12 Thoughts on the Lord’s Supperstanfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07591716618038804118noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2395090220691101609.post-87925162727293150012009-03-11T07:06:00.000-07:002009-03-11T07:06:00.000-07:00Hi Linda, We actually decided not to plant for now...Hi Linda, We actually decided not to plant for now. We moved to Davis to preach and minister through our church's on campus college ministry. We haven't ruled it out for the future, but we decided we couldn't sustain it for now.stanfordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07591716618038804118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2395090220691101609.post-53737532494755198692009-03-09T19:12:00.000-07:002009-03-09T19:12:00.000-07:00Since I live in Sacramento, I'm wondering about yo...Since I live in Sacramento, I'm wondering about your church plant--have you begun gathering together in Midtown?Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17622506114111828022noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2395090220691101609.post-54507803694788340462009-03-03T15:17:00.000-08:002009-03-03T15:17:00.000-08:00Having grown up in a church that served chunks of ...Having grown up in a church that served chunks of real (and tasty) bread, my sole comment is in favor of bread being bread, in all its implications. <BR/><BR/>Jesus was the best of men. I'm not saying we should be eating only the finest artisan breads for this purpose, but if Jesus were a carbohydrate-based foodstuff, I'm pretty sure it would be bread, and not a piece of cardboard-masquearding-as-a-bread-chicklet.<BR/><BR/>Or a pretzel. But that's a whole other issue.Justin Bowerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11918590992060850747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2395090220691101609.post-76923908752216750272009-02-21T22:40:00.000-08:002009-02-21T22:40:00.000-08:00Kel, Byranie and Bronwyn: That is precisely what I...Kel, Byranie and Bronwyn: That is precisely what I am talking about. Our more visceral experience are the most memorable.<BR/><BR/>I love that even Presbeterians can get away with serving real wine in Sanoma<BR/><BR/>Ford,<BR/><BR/>Thank you for your kind words. I felt like the image needed a little expansion to reclaim its power. :)stanfordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07591716618038804118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2395090220691101609.post-91701039306222926052009-02-21T10:42:00.000-08:002009-02-21T10:42:00.000-08:00Seriously, there must be something in the Gibson c...Seriously, there must be something in the Gibson clan's water. How do you guys manage to be such phenomenal writers (Nic, too, when he's not typo-ing), preachers, and thinkers (and you managing these talents in addition to your day job)? <BR/><BR/>I think your rendition of the old baby in the bathwater adage got me: <BR/><BR/>"But the protestant reaction leaves the proverbial baby dazed, forgotten, in its puddle of thin suds, the bath water already watering the roots of the back lawn grasses..."<BR/><BR/>Great word picture there.<BR/><BR/>I know I have been the sort that has sympathized more with Zwingli's take on the Lord's Supper, relegating it to the back of the line in my list of Godward priorities. <BR/><BR/>Perhaps a weekly fellowship meal with the Lord's Supper as the centerpiece may be the most appropriate remedy for my blase approach to what I have always experienced as a rather perfunctory ritual. <BR/><BR/>I think your observations on this topic are very helpful.Fordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00931092903743408537noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2395090220691101609.post-15239797989562355722009-02-20T13:59:00.000-08:002009-02-20T13:59:00.000-08:00Thanks for an excellent and thought-provoking post...Thanks for an excellent and thought-provoking post.<BR/><BR/>I'm with Kel: When I was in seminary we used to have communion every week at chapel, and they would buy a huge loaf of fresh bread from the bakery down the road and we would pass it from person to person pulling chunks out of it. It was delicious. And more than that, I realized for the first time what the "community" aspect of communion was - that somehow each of our individual bites coming out of the one loaf showed how we each participated in Christ. <BR/><BR/>Also (and this is far wierder), I used to imagine those individual pieces of bread after the meal, bobbing around inside each of us - and yet in my head I could "reconstitute" them like a 3D puzzle, and somehow it gave me a mental picture of us as the body of Christ - all somehow fitting together as one. <BR/><BR/>We used to race to the front at the end of the meal: first come, first serve to finish the delicious bread. Was that sacrilegious, or appropriately celebratory?Bronwynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09967693332642800547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2395090220691101609.post-21326104167310711052009-02-19T14:13:00.000-08:002009-02-19T14:13:00.000-08:00I love all the paintings you posted to go along wi...I love all the paintings you posted to go along with your thoughts. Especially the placing of the muted pastel one in point three.<BR/><BR/>I have really enjoyed celebrating communion once a month and particularly having wine as a part of communion. The strong visceral impact of wine correlates more to blood for me, but now with your thoughts I see it is probably even more than that.You with ushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13974032220176603544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2395090220691101609.post-10096899455764835142009-02-18T20:26:00.000-08:002009-02-18T20:26:00.000-08:00my favorite form of communion (the Lord's Supper) ...my favorite form of communion (the Lord's Supper) at church was the method of intinction, where you took a chunk of bread from a loaf and dipped it in a chalice of grape juice (we were methodists, after all). There was something very viceral about tearing the piece from the loaf, and something about an actual piece of bread as opposed to a wafer that stuck to the roof of your mouth that made it seem more "real" to me. I think it is that sensual aspect you are talking about. And also something about the entire congregation using the same loaf and chalice. Something that made us feel more like a family in Christ than the little plastic cups (that looked disturbingly like the cups we used to give medications at my last job actually) with individual sized portions that kept us all separate.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12041996881173501507noreply@blogger.com