|
Lord, you have been our dwelling place in all generations. Before the mountains were brought forth or ever you had formed the earth and the world, from everlasting to everlasting you are God.” (Psalm 90:1-2)
When my son's cancer came back, he had hard time to walk but he wanted to come to the church on Christmas Sunday. He walked little by little, relying on crutches. He grabbed the pews, step by step, and walked in front of the altar. It had been exactly 4 months since he was hospitalized.
When asked where he wanted to go the most, he said that he wanted to go to the Rainbow Church in Portland Maine, where he had his childhood memories. He loved the church so much that he played guitar in a praise band and hung around with his friends. We shared the Lord’s Supper. He received the sacrament of the Lord even while relying on crutches. It was a heartbreaking and thrilling moment for me, more than any other communion in the world. I gave communion to this boy with crutches, as he struggled to come. I gave the bread and the cup to him and said, “Kori, this is the body of the Lord.” He responded receiving the bread and the cup, "Amen."
Giving and receiving communion with tears, looking at each other, both of us shared the most precious time and space in Christ. It was the last time he received the communion. On the day my son received communion, time stopped at that moment. It was truly a Kairos moment. Heaven and earth opened, and the Holy Spirit descended like a dove. It was the most painful but holiest moment for both of us. Life and death kissed each other. At least it was for my son and me indeed. Both of us earnestly desired to receive the body of Christ into our heart and embraced Christ. God united him and me to Godself at the moment.
Pastor Seok-Hwan
| 
