lenten journal: in remembrance of me


    We drove to Hampton, Virginia Sunday after church to surprise our friend Charles who turns fifty tomorrow. We walked into their house around suppertime, ate, and then sat around the table talking as old friends do. Our conversation turned to music and then to the music we grew up on, which is gospel. Thanks to Youtube, we were able to share a few of our favorites, starting with Vestal Goodman and Johnny Cook singing, “Looking for a City.” I know. I’ve written and linked before to several gospel video clips because I do find something there that moves me even though the theology of the songs doesn’t always match up with mine.

    One of the singing experiences that had a profound impact on my life was being a part of a production of Celebrate Life, which was a youth musical by Buryl Red and Regan Courtney based on the gospels that was a centerpiece of Baptist youth choirs for many, many years. The songs are receptacles of memories and emotions from long ago; some of them remain essential tracks in the soundtrack of my faith. As Holy Week begins, one in particular appears — a Communion song called “In Remembrance.”

    in remembrance of me eat this bread
    in remembrance of me drink this wine
    in remembrance of me pray for the time
    when God’s own will is done

    in remembrance of me heal the sick
    in remembrance of me feed the poor
    in remembrance of me open the door
    and let your brother i, let him in

    take eat and be comforted
    srink and remember too
    that this is my body and precious blood
    shed for you, shed for you

    in remembrance of me search for truth
    in remembrance of me always love
    in remembrance of me don’t look above
    but in your heart, in your heart
    look in your heart for God

    do this in remembrance ofme
    do this in remembrance of me
    in remembrance of me

    After the weekend with Julie and Jay here, a great night with Charles and Jennifer and Samuel in Virginia, and the chance tonight to help out some of my Durham friends on their food truck, I feel full and fortunate. I am grateful that I can look around me and quite easily see the love of God in the faces looking back. As we move through this significant and holy week, I’m carrying this song, and the line in particular that sings:

    in remembrance of me always love.


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