Alright, freethinkers, don’t assume I’ve lost it, but I’ve got to say something about something that’s butted my brain and burned my butt for a long, long time!
Who controls Christ’s body? It’s a legitimate question.
In fact, it’s a question that may dismember the whole Body of Christ … that is, The Church.
There’s a certain Insanity in Christianity. This is perhaps the heart of that possibly incurable disorder.
Not only do millions of “The Ordained” think they can control Women’s Bodies. They also assume the superhuman power to control Christ’s Body. Some believe they have the authority to withhold “the gifts of God for the People of God.”
Sorry to put it so bluntly, but the question is really: who is allowed to eat Him and who isn’t?
The Archbishop of San Francisco declares that a Catholic politician, Nancy Pelosi, cannot receive communion because of her support, as a public official, for abortion rights:
“After numerous attempts to speak with Speaker Pelosi to help her understand the grave evil she is perpetrating, the scandal she is causing, an the danger to her own soul she is risking, I have determined that she is not to be admitted to Holy Communion.”
I love how she responds:
“The very idea that they would be telling women the size, timing or whatever of their family, the personal nature of this is so appalling, and I say that as a devout Catholic,” Pelosi told the Times. “They say to me, ‘Nancy Pelosi thinks she knows more about having babies than the Pope.’ Yes I do. Are you stupid?”
Here’s my suggestion, as a “Once Ordained Controller of The Body”:
Every single progressive priest, pastor or pious parishioner should offer Nancy the Body of Christ. In fact, carry the Break and Wine to D.C. Let’s see a Communion Convoy rolling into the nation’s capital, trucks full of bread and barrels of wine, free to anyone who cares to share in that feast (maybe even some Hungry People could share it?).
Seriously, bring it to her and say something like:
“Speaker Pelosi, we’d be happy to offer you the Bread and Wine. No one controls That Body. Though you are Catholic, with certain beliefs about The Body, you are welcome to share in the symbolic meaning of that Broken Body with us.”
Wouldn’t it be even better to hear from Clergy (“The Ordained”):
“Actually, to be honest, No One has the power to ban anyone from sharing this meal with the Maker. No One.”
I would add, that even when I was in control of That Body, I knew I couldn’t “bless” it either. Anyone can “bless” bread and “bless” wine and partake in something meaningful, if they so choose.
And, btw, you don’t have to be Christian. . .and not even a “true believer.” Breaking Bread could be–could be–an actual meal of Unity.
I’m guessing Jesus might be pleased to eat with us.
As I say, there’s a certain Insanity in Christianity.
(photo: Ukrainian bread)
I love the Communion Convoy!!!!!! …the spirit of the iconoclastic rabbi scandalizing rule-keepers by not just enjoying eating and drinking, but — doing it with “sinners”!!!
I’m happy the main-line Presbys have recovered from *some* of the insanity and now the rule book reads:
“The opportunity to eat and drink with Christ is not a right bestowed upon the worthy, but a privilege given to the undeserving who come in faith, repentance, and love. All who come to the table are offered the bread and cup, regardless of their age or understanding….” On the sad side, I’ve heard some young Episcopalians are urging more “fencing the table.”
If anyone’s interested, here’s a semi-nerdy study from pre-change days… (I hope this link won’t bring up a big thumbnail!!!!! technical troubles) One of my favorite observations — in the gospel of John, there’s no talk of bread and wine at the last supper — that language comes after bread & fish with five thousand hoi polloi [Jhn 6] : ) Communion Convoy!!!! Thank you, Chris!!!!
Thanks, Elizabeth. I just don’t see the “Church Universal” ever letting go of the controlling tug o’ war over the Body. And, of course, as Emerson said when he left his pulpit, the last supper was never meant to be an eternal ritual anyway. One of the most memorable “communion” experiences I ever had was breaking challah bread in a Jewish synagogue. The symbol of shared community, no matter the faith. Peace
Thanks and shalom