Today was the first time I have attended Grace Church without receiving communion. I wasn't sure how it would go.
It did feel strange, just sitting there while everyone else got up to receive. But as I sat there, Nguyen and Noah went forward and I took the opportunity to pray for them, for union, communion, One. Noah said I looked sad, and it may have been true that part of me is sad that we can no longer receive as a family. But it encourages me that they take communion. It wasn't that long ago that Nguyen would not have.
During communion, I slipped to the back of the church to use the bathroom and when I came out, Noah was sitting near the coffee table. He regularly does that, heading back to help prepare for coffee hour. We sat together and talked quietly during the end of the service, then stood together to sing the closing hymn. It is ironic, really, that this is the first time we have sung together in years. (He always sits with the rest of the youth group on the other side of the church...)
God is opening new doors.