The Lord's Supper, in a slightly different way

Luke 22: 19- 20 - 19 And He took bread, gave thanks, broke it, gave it to them, and said, “This is My body, which is given for you. Do this in remembrance of Me.”

20 In the same way He also took the cup after supper and said, “This cup is the new covenant established by My blood; it is shed for you.

Back in the 90's, in one of my prior lives, I was a Youth Leader.  At that time, at that church, the Youth Leader was whatever parent dared to say yes.  Like most Youth (Student) programs it was a matter of weekly meetings, pizza, not losing any of the kids and "events" - we were hungry for events.  

I had heard through the church-world grapevine of "Ichthus", a Youth four day weekend at a seminary in Kentucky with Christian rock bands, seminars, t-shirts, and camping.  Attendance ran into the thousands.  Thousands of wild, weird, energetic, teenagers along with a few brave "volunteers".  There were limited "facilities", you ate what you packed or paid exorbitant prices at the food vendors - and it rained ALL WEEKEND LONG. The kids loved it - the volunteers were miserable.  Or at least I was - ALL WEEKEND LONG.

On the last morning the 22 thousand teenagers and adult volunteers gathered for worship.  After a short sermon we had the Lord's Supper.  Unlike all other Lord's Supper services I had attended this one was different.  As we sat in the mud covering this natural amphitheater huge baskets of the elements were passed.  I still describe them as "Pop-a-top Lord's Supper Kits, or MRE -Supper, Lord's for the military among you.  You peeled off the first layer for the wafer and peeled the next layer for the"wine".  There, in total silence with the sun just beginning to peak though, the ancient Scripture was read to a new generation. And the body and blood consumed.  Afterwards the Worship Leaders had an altar call and hundreds of students went forward, some from my group - one was my son.

I don't care if you call it the Lord's Supper, Communion, the Eucharist or whatever.  I don't care if it's served by men in robes with real wine or the more traditional Welch's - or if it's in the mud or a beautiful cathedral.  I do care that we do what the Man said when he said, "Do this in Remembrance of Me".

Amen.