We’re in Eswatini my friends and this home feels good.
After a long drive from Joburg yesterday, we arrived at Phumula Guest House, settled in and rested. As someone said yesterday, Wayne drives like he’s chasing someone in Eswatini. But we also were joined by some of our closest friends – Annah Thwala, Thuila Vilane, Christ Msibi, Mpumelelo Shlongonyane and Xolani Ndwandwe – our interpreters for our trip.
What a sweet reunion. Hugs, joy, laughter, smiles and a meal shared. It’s a joyful rhythm like no other. We relish it. We rejoice in the reunion.
Reunion comes from French via Latin (like so much of the English language) Union meaning coming together in one-ness and the prefix Re meaning back again.
The act of coming together again in oneness, in unity.
And isn’t that something we do everyday? With our families, our friends, our communities. But also with our Lord? It is an act of coming together to meet with him in oneness, in unity, walking with Him, sitting with Him, communing with Him.
It’s not lost on me that Reunion and Communion are sisters. Their difference? The room commu – (as in common) – shared by all. Open to all. Available to all.
And that’s just what this Gospel is – a breaking of bread for you and for me. A sharing of His body and His blood on the cross, the wrath poured out on Him instead of us. For those of us on this side of the Atlantic and for those of us on the other one. Open to all. Available to all.
“The cup of blessing that we bless, is it not a participation in the blood of Christ? The bread that we break, is it not a participation in the body of Christ? Because there is one bread, we who are many are one body, for we all partake of the one bread.” 1 Corinthians 10:16-17
One bread. One Kingdom. One Communion. As we walk in oneness in reunion with our friends in the Kingdom, we also walk in communion with them in Christ.
Let us walk hand in hand into ministry together tomorrow. We await your move Lord.