By this ritual act of remembrance, we must imagine ourselves not as countless billions but as ONE body…one body for whom Jesus died, one body whom Jesus calls into the future to continue Jesus’ ministry.
Y’all, I don’t know whether or not this stuff was meant to be taken literally. But I DO believe it conveys a very important message that in my opinion we have lost over the generations. And the message is quite simply this: if we don’t figure out a way to remember God’s story, not just once a week on Sunday morning but in the day-to-day motions of our lives, we WILL forget. Actually, we HAVE forgotten.
But the good news is that it’s not too late. We’re all still alive. We can all make the kind of change God communicated through Moses to those people so many generations ago. We can all add some rituals of remembrance to our lives.