Maundy Thursday (B)
March 28, 2024
Text:
1 Cor. 10:16-17 (my translation): “The cup of blessing, which we bless… is
it not a koinonia of the blood of Christ? The bread, which we break… is it not a koinonia
of the body of Christ? Because there is
one bread, the many are one body, for we all partake from the one bread.”
Koinonia. I’ve left the word untranslated for a
reason. “Participation,” as our ESV has
it, is an excellent translation. But it
is only one facet of this many splendored jewel of a word. Is it not a koinonia… Is it not a
sharing, a being united together with, a fellowship in, a communion by means of…
the blood, the body, of Christ?
That is, a koinonia with Christ
Himself. Union with Him. Reception of His blood, and of His crucified
and risen body. The Lord Jesus, invading
you bodily, taking possession of you, becoming one with you. His blood, coursing through your veins. His body, nourishing and enlivening your
body. And, of course, your soul. You in Him, and He in you. One body.
One Lord.
And what is the result, then,
between you and those with whom you kneel at the altar? Koinonia… a sharing together in
Christ, united together as one, in fellowship, in Communion (thus the name of
this Sacrament)… “Now you are the body of Christ,” Paul will say a
little later in this Epistle, “and individually members of it” (1 Cor.
12:27; ESV). It is not that you lose
your individuality. But you are now,
individually, members of the body, united as one.
And see… The sacramental presence
of Christ’s body and blood under bread and wine creates the mystical body of
Christ that is the Church. Mere
bread and wine cannot do this. Nor can
our faith (this is not a miracle we can do for ourselves). It is the Lord who does it, and He
does it here and now, in the flesh.
The cup of blessing, which we
bless… That is, the consecrated cup, that over which the Lord has
spoken in His Words of Institution: “This is my blood of the covenant”
(Mark 14:24)… It is a koinonia, a participation in, a reception of the
very blood of Christ, shed on the cross, for the forgiveness of your sins. The bread, which we break… That is,
the consecrated bread, that over which the Lord has spoken His
performative and creating Word: “this is my body” (v. 22)… It is a koinonia,
a participation in, a reception of the very body of Christ, given into death on
the cross, that you may have eternal life.
And we all receive from the one
loaf, the one cup. There is one
bread. It is the body of the Lord
Jesus. When we partake in the one bread
of Jesus’ body, we ourselves are united as one.
And there is one chalice. When we
drink of the one cup, it is a covenant of blood with our Lord, and with one
another. And so, the very life of our
congregation… the very life of the holy Christian Church (the Church catholic…
all believers, of all times and places)…
that life flows from the altar.
It flows from Christ.
This sheds light, by the way, on
another passage where Paul speaks of the body of Christ in the Sacrament,
namely, 1 Corinthians 11:29: “For anyone who eats and drinks without
discerning the body eats and drinks judgment on himself.” What is the meaning of the word “body,” in
this case? Is it the body of Christ sacramentally
present under the bread? Or is it
the mystical body of Christ, which is to say the Church?
Yes. It is first the sacramental presence
of Christ’s body under the bread. That
is demanded by the context of this verse, following, as it does, upon the heels
of Paul’s own recitation of the Words of Institution, wherein Christ has just
said of the bread, “This is my body” (v. 24). And, as we are reminded in our text this
evening, such eating is a koinonia in the body of Christ, and that must
be the sacramental presence of His body, because he also says, in
the same place, that drinking of the cup is a koinonia in Jesus’ blood,
and the Church is never spoken of as “the mystical blood of Christ.” Therefore, He is not using the word “body” in
this passage to speak of the mystical body of Christ.
But this sacramental presence of
Christ is what gives birth to the mystical body of Christ, what brings
it about. So, when one eats and
drinks without discerning (believing, confessing) the sacramental body
of Christ under bread and wine, he also fails to discern the mystical
body of Christ, the Church, in communion around the sacramental body of her
Lord.
In any case, think what this
means. Imagine, if you will, that this
very night, quite suddenly, and apart from any open door, or window ajar, our
Lord Jesus Christ, turns up right here, in the very center of things. Visible.
Audible. Tangible. Very much alive, but showing us the mortal,
crucifixion wounds. Speaking with
us. Announcing His peace. Breathing on us (“Receive the Holy Spirit”
[John 20:22]). …. Eating with us! …
And we can tell Him anything, all
that is on our minds and hearts. Our
sorrows, our fears… our sins. The
sad divisions within Christendom that prevent us from communing together. The sad divisions that may afflict us in our
own congregation, or in our families, or even in our own hearts. Our guilt.
Our shame. Our failures. Our griefs.
Our broken bodies. Our broken
souls. Others for whom we are concerned,
those we love, those who bear their own afflictions, or who walk in danger, and
especially those who, perhaps, are not in Christ.
And here He is, Christ our Lord,
front and center, and we come to Him, and kneel before Him, and lay all of this
out for Him, together as His Church, and one by one as members of His body. And He reaches out to each one of us and
touches the brokenness, wherever death infects us, wherever sin has held
sway. He touches us with the same body
that healed the sick and cast out demons, cleansed lepers and raised the
dead. The same body that gave sight to
the blind and hearing to the deaf, that set the lame on their own two
feet. With a touch that goes right to
the heart of us, to the very core of our being.
Cleansing. Enlivening. Healing.
Making whole. Uniting us with
Himself, and so, with the Father, and the Spirit. Uniting us with one another, as one body… His
body… to be His hands and feet in the world.
Imagine it. Imagine it.
But, of course, you know… you don’t
have to imagine it. Because it is, as a
matter of fact, the case tonight. And
every time we gather. “This is my
body… This is my blood.” Eat
it. Drink it. It is a koinonia in God’s own flesh. In the Name of the Father, and of the Son X,
and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.
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