For I received from the Lord what I also passed on to you: The Lord Jesus, on the night he was betrayed, took bread, and when he had given thanks, he broke it and said, “This is my body, which is for you; do this in remembrance of me.” In the same way, after supper he took the cup, saying, “This cup is the new covenant in my blood; do this, whenever you drink it, in remembrance of me." For whenever you eat this bread and drink this cup, you proclaim the Lord’s death until he comes. (1 Corinthians 11:23-26)
I've spent many years in churches where the preferred description for the bread and wine is 'emblem'. A peculiar, rather timid word. Not likely to impart faith to us that anything is really happening spiritually when we eat and drink them.
Last night, amongst a small group of worshippers welcoming the Spirit among us, I read the passage above - which felt an odd thing to be moved to do, for we weren't going to take communion - and spoke out what God was showing me.
Each of us present had received the bread and wine many times; and every time, Jesus was infusing His body, His blood, His very life, into ours. If we forget all the theological and historical arguments, isn't this so obvious? How a child can see it? Believer, be of very good cheer: this has been done to you by God, Who is working the miracle through and through you, time and time again.
Then, see how the body He gives to us is broken, and the blood He shares is spilt out. Those are His terms for us to be able to receive Him: His death, His cross.
And there is more: this spiritual work done in me is a proclamation to others. Like every action Jesus took, it is a sign which proclaims that the Kingdom of God is here with power - not just a matter of words. Jesus said His disciples would live on the same terms as He did: by the cross.
So our own lives now make the same proclamation as His: they are given to others broken and spilt. We are little Christs now, becoming identical to Him, and ever more so each time He gives us His body and blood.