March 5th, 2017
I've been serving in worship on Sundays in some capacity for about seven years now. Ever since I started wearing a robe and serving communion, I've been terrified of getting grape juice on my beautiful white robe. Today, it finally happened.
During the communion liturgy I did things in a different order than I normally do, I don't know why. As I reached to take the lid off the small communion cups, I could see that my sleeve was going to dip into the large communion cup. I saw it coming, almost in slow motion, and yet I didn't stop myself.