sweet communion

Jim and Chloe were already seated when Jocelyn and her family arrived, running a little late. Jocelyn immediately ran-walked (fast enough to get there expeditiously but not so fast that she would be chastised for running in church) to their row and sidled up to Jim. During songs they didn't know, Jocelyn - who couldn't read the words yet at age five - danced in her seat, and Jim - who couldn't see the words due to his visual impairment - smiled. Chloe watched with interest and waited impatiently for the smell of communion, hoping for a crumb of Christ's body or a drop of His blood to fall on her tongue.

Jim and his wife are dear friends of ours, though they are closer to my parents' ages than mine.
Jocelyn is my daughter.
Chloe is Jim's guide dog.

When I watch the three of them, I have great hope for the church to embrace all God's people with the gospel.


(Please forgive the fact that I took pictures with my phone during communion!)