What keeps you from the communion table this Passover, friend?
If you’re like me, sometimes it’s shame. Even if we take the elements as they’re passed, we don’t feel like we’re really at the table. At best, we’re in the corner watching others break the bread and take the cup.
Welcome! Pull up a stool to the props table and let me tell you how all this got started.
In 2014, I thought I was having a breakdown. Turns out, it was a breakthrough. God was trying to reach down and heal the deepest hurts of my past, hurts I’d long shut out in the dusty corners backstage.