The Lamb's Book of Life
When we celebrate Holy Communion, we use the same words of institution every time, which include the phrase passed along to us over the centuries: Do this in remembrance of Me. When we gather, when we eat the bread, when we lift the cup... we do this in memory of our Lord.
When we celebrate Holy Communion, we are reminded why we do this: so we don't forget.
This Sunday, we dedicate a new Memorial Wall out behind the church in the garden. Bronze plaques have been placed on it, in remembrance of KCC members who are no longer with us. The Wall helps us to remember.
I hope my name ends up on some piece of granite or bronze somewhere. It hope it ends up as a reminder to my descendants that I was once here, among them, and I hope in some small way they will remember me. But we have walked through enough cemeteries to know there are many headstones or plaques fallen over, the name washed out by centuries of rain. Family and friends may have long ago forgotten their names. The decades go by and even the memory of us fades into the sunset.
For Christians, there is this beautiful phrase in the New Testament which asserts that our names are written not merely on a stone, but more permanently, entered into what the book of Revelation calls "The Lamb's Book of Life." We believe that Jesus, among all his other daily duties, is a recording secretary entering our names in His membership roster, which will not decay or fall forgotten into the cemetery grass.
Bless those we remember this Sunday, and you too.