This week, we wrap up the sermon series on Sabbath, with “Sabbath as Remembrance.” The question this week, then, is what does it mean to remember?
In the book of Exodus, at the end of the second chapter, God remembered the Hebrews as they groaned under slavery, and began the liberating work of freeing God’s people from the oppression of Pharaoh. There were some plagues and signs and wonders, and a chase across the Red Sea (or Sea of Reeds), and as the Hebrews wandered in the desert for forty years, they remembered the great parts of total slavery under an oppressive power. “We had pots of meat! Slavery wasn’t that bad!”
What and how we remember matters. And how we do it together matters most of all.
You may have guessed, and guessed correctly, that this Sunday’s sermon will revolve around what we do when we meet at the Table. “Do this in remembrance of me” is a repeated refrain each week. But are we simply recalling the story of Jesus? Are we inviting the Divine Presence in during this moment? Are we working towards something bigger than ourselves?
But there’s more to it, I promise. And after two weeks out of the pulpit at MHCC, I’m eager for Sunday especially. Kathy was marvelous, as was Jonathan Brink (who sent such a nice thank you note), and I see the bar is high. I look forward to seeing you then.