This month, Joyce B shares why serving Home Bound Communion is such privilege.
Dan and I moved to the Olympia area in 1967. Shortly after, my friend Marie G invited me to St. Mark. I immediately felt at home so I convinced Dan to join me. I was Lutheran, he was not, so he was not eager, but soon was comfortable enough to join the church. We jumped right in, Dan was on the council, I was with the women’s group and we both taught Sunday school.
As things evolved we eventually left St. Mark and sometime later joined Christ the Servant. It was there that I was first asked to participate in serving communion, to me the sacred part of the church. I felt honored to be asked and so frightened I’d make a mistake, but I did my best – grinning like an idiot the whole time.
When we returned to St. Mark in 2004, we again found our comfort zone, and before we’d been there a month, Earla asked us to help serve communion. Oh what joy! Then Pastor Berg and Chris S organized Home Bound Communion. I jumped right on that bandwagon and was so fortunate to have Mable J as my communicant. We formed a fast friendship and I learned what a blessing it is to those homebound to be served the Lord’s Supper. I also have learned that people brush off your mistakes and most of them don’t mind if I grin like an idiot because I am so thankful and so honored to be able to take part in the Lord’s Sacrament.