Oh, why not just watch it. You get to look at Johnny Depp, anyway.
I used the word “communion,” earlier, and I didn’t really mean “Holy Communion,” as we Christians most often use it. One way to define the word is as “a sharing.” When people eat together, they share more than food. They share their lives, their hearts, their souls.
Something similar to the Chocolat dinner party happens in the South Bronx every week, but on a much grander and more meaningful scale. Watch Sara Frazier's story here.
I remember Sara from ACU Leadership Camps in years past. The way she lives out her faith challenges me. I don’t know that I could give up what she did to spend myself on others.
But Sara’s story, as well as the Chocolat dinner party scene, inspires me. I want to open my home more to others. To people who haven’t been there before. And people who have. I want people around my table who haven’t eaten together before. When this happens, communion happens. A sharing. A sharing that can become holy. So maybe I’ve been talking about Holy Communion all along.
When I read verses such as I Cor. 12-26, John 13:35, John 15:12, James 2:1-12 and Romans 12:10, they tell me that the more a church body can blur class distinctions, social boundaries and clique lines, the more it will look like Jesus. And I believe this can begin around anyone’s table. I’m going to try it with mine.