One tradition I really like surrounding communion, is that you never throw the bread in the trash or pour the cup down the drain.
Once the bread and cup have been blessed, you are supposed to return them to earth from which they came.
I love this imagery. It helps me to think about the grain that became the flour for the loaf and to think about the vines rooted in the earth that brought forth the grapes.
I do this, not in a superstitious way, but in an earth-honoring way.
This month something cool happened. As I was walking the elements out to the garden, I noticed a large group of crows in the trees all around me. They seemed very intent on what I was up to.
No sooner had I scattered the bread around the yard and retreated to the building, they descended in mass.
It brought a big smile to my face. I couldn’t help but think of Jesus’ famous lesson that says “consider the birds of the air …” (Matthew 6:26) They don’t sow or reap and yet God provides for them.
I was at an event yesterday where the opening meditation was supposed to be something about how nature teaches us to trust and that by connecting with nature we come back into balance.
I kept thinking about the crows. I am grateful that we have traditions built into our practices that point us back outside, that don’t allow us to sit inside and to waste time and material.
I like that spiritual practices ask something more of us.
My prayer for you today is that the falling leaves, shorter days, and cooler nights would awaken something in you. Consider the crows …