Today I had the privilege of taking communion twice, at Zion UCC, then again at St. John's Episcopal Church in Worthington. Each was a very meaningful spiritual experience. At both I was able to help out with the service.
At Zion, our Association Minister, the Rev. Dr. Forrest Hoppe, preached and presided, wearing a rainbow stole with the UCC's Cross and Crown on it and a oatmeal-colored doctoral gown. His presence and his sermon helped remind us that being in a congregational church does not mean not being part of a larger fellowship. The communion elements were little cubes of white bread and little cups of red wine or white grape juice, plus a chalice and a large bun for the pastor, which Forrest broke and lifted up but did not eat or drink from (he took communion using a bread cube and small cup of wine). There was no liturgy for the people to take part in- Forrest improvised a Communion prayer. I did feel the spirit descend during the Communion prayer, and I do think that Christ was present for me there. All in all, the service felt very current, in tune both with events in the wider world and with events in my life and in the lives of others parishioners of Zion UCC. Also, the amount of trouble it took setting up the communion breads and trays of cups explains why once-a-month communion is seen as desirable. But could we move up to twice a month, please? (I think not, once a month is quite frequent for a church in the Reformed tradition, but I will keep floating the idea.)
OTOH, at the Episcopal evening service, there was a feeling of timelessness. I volunteered to read the Scriptures since it appeared that the usual reader was not there. I did well, I was told. The preist wore a lovely green chasuble and stole, and he preached a homily about Christian community. We used Eucharistic prayer D, which is a translation of one of the oldest Christian liturgies in exsistance. Through the service I felt united with Christians of the past and the future.
Finally, the most meaningful way to take communion that I have experienced was at the Columbus Hungarian Reformed Church (UCC, Calvin Synod) where I was offered the chalice of wine to drink from, and where the pastor actually took his hands off the chalice and let me drink from it. I found that extraordinarily empowering, in that I was trusted with the common cup of Christ's blood. I find both keeping a hand on the chalice, intinction, and small cups all less then desirable. But the small cups do give the congregation more control, more empowerment then the other two common methods of sharing the wine. However, as a pastor I will always drink the chalice. It's awkward otherwise.
After church, I volunteered to help plan a youth event during the holidays, so I'm committed at Zion until Christmas, unless I can get out of it. Me and my big mouth!
It really does seem like Zion needs my gifts, which is an important point. At the same time, my experience at St. John's today made me realize that I can find a place to serve in an Episcopal church as well.
In the end I will say that in the Episcopal church there are things which I miss in the UCC (weakly communion, the Creeds, a certain respect for Tradition), but the Episcopal church is currently in the middle of a huge political battle about homosexuality, it's polarized between liberals and conservatives, and that I DON'T need. That political struggle would be a real problem with becoming Episcopalian. That and Zion needing my gifts are why I will most likely remain UCC. But I will miss the Episcopal liturgy!
PS. Next week, I think that I will visit a different UCC church for a change, Radnor Congregational UCC.
PPS. Should I just stop visiting Episcopal churches and stick firmly to the UCC? Also, am I too naive to think that UCC conservatives are not a threat to my ministry?
At Zion, our Association Minister, the Rev. Dr. Forrest Hoppe, preached and presided, wearing a rainbow stole with the UCC's Cross and Crown on it and a oatmeal-colored doctoral gown. His presence and his sermon helped remind us that being in a congregational church does not mean not being part of a larger fellowship. The communion elements were little cubes of white bread and little cups of red wine or white grape juice, plus a chalice and a large bun for the pastor, which Forrest broke and lifted up but did not eat or drink from (he took communion using a bread cube and small cup of wine). There was no liturgy for the people to take part in- Forrest improvised a Communion prayer. I did feel the spirit descend during the Communion prayer, and I do think that Christ was present for me there. All in all, the service felt very current, in tune both with events in the wider world and with events in my life and in the lives of others parishioners of Zion UCC. Also, the amount of trouble it took setting up the communion breads and trays of cups explains why once-a-month communion is seen as desirable. But could we move up to twice a month, please? (I think not, once a month is quite frequent for a church in the Reformed tradition, but I will keep floating the idea.)
OTOH, at the Episcopal evening service, there was a feeling of timelessness. I volunteered to read the Scriptures since it appeared that the usual reader was not there. I did well, I was told. The preist wore a lovely green chasuble and stole, and he preached a homily about Christian community. We used Eucharistic prayer D, which is a translation of one of the oldest Christian liturgies in exsistance. Through the service I felt united with Christians of the past and the future.
Finally, the most meaningful way to take communion that I have experienced was at the Columbus Hungarian Reformed Church (UCC, Calvin Synod) where I was offered the chalice of wine to drink from, and where the pastor actually took his hands off the chalice and let me drink from it. I found that extraordinarily empowering, in that I was trusted with the common cup of Christ's blood. I find both keeping a hand on the chalice, intinction, and small cups all less then desirable. But the small cups do give the congregation more control, more empowerment then the other two common methods of sharing the wine. However, as a pastor I will always drink the chalice. It's awkward otherwise.
After church, I volunteered to help plan a youth event during the holidays, so I'm committed at Zion until Christmas, unless I can get out of it. Me and my big mouth!
It really does seem like Zion needs my gifts, which is an important point. At the same time, my experience at St. John's today made me realize that I can find a place to serve in an Episcopal church as well.
In the end I will say that in the Episcopal church there are things which I miss in the UCC (weakly communion, the Creeds, a certain respect for Tradition), but the Episcopal church is currently in the middle of a huge political battle about homosexuality, it's polarized between liberals and conservatives, and that I DON'T need. That political struggle would be a real problem with becoming Episcopalian. That and Zion needing my gifts are why I will most likely remain UCC. But I will miss the Episcopal liturgy!
PS. Next week, I think that I will visit a different UCC church for a change, Radnor Congregational UCC.
PPS. Should I just stop visiting Episcopal churches and stick firmly to the UCC? Also, am I too naive to think that UCC conservatives are not a threat to my ministry?
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