Thursday, 14 June 2007

Corpus Christi Sermon 2007



"He who eats my flesh and drinks my blood has eternal life, and I will raise him up on the final day” (Jn 6.54)

Looking around at the congregation, I think it's fair to say that I'm not alone in enjoying a good meal. The best meals are those we enjoy in company, especially if they celebrate something special: weddings, birthdays, Bar Mitvahs. For me, Christmas lunch is one of the most anticipated meals of the year, not only for the endless reams of turkey and booze-addled Christmas pud but also for the chance to spend time with friends and family – and to see Noel Edmonds on the telly. Again. As well as eating together to celebrate, we also do so at more sombre commemorations. I understand from my Ghanaian friends that they prepare vast feasts on the anniversary of their loved ones' funerals.

Yet I would attract some funny glances, to say the least, if at one of these special meals of celebration or commemoration, I put a bit of the meat on a platter or a stick and started parading it around with candles and bells.