With all the excitement this past week, what with the dinners out and DVDs and ignoring the dishes in the sink and the ironing to be done, I forgot to share my communion story!
Had communion at a new church on Sunday and noticed that their wine looked decidedly different than any I'd ever seen. It was all very pale. My first thoughts went to hard alcohol, as in, "Wow, I've seen churches serve wine, but vodka? That's either very traditionalist or very progressive of them, I don't know which." Then my more sensible mind told my first instincts that I was crazy and no church would serve liquor, so perhaps the clear liquid was water, for the recovering alcoholics who couldn't partake in the red wine. But after one quick glance around the church, I realized that unless the church was lush with lushes, my theory was off. Turns out, it was white grape juice. (paired with the most delicious wafers I'd ever tasted. I think it was flavored) Finally, a church answered my age-old communion beverage dilemma (cranberry v. white grape juice in the case of a red grape shortage) head on and positioned themselves on the side of the fruit. I don't know if that was the choice I would have gone with, but the body tasted delicious, the white grape juice was hilarious and I think, for the time being, I've found a church.
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