Analysis: Do This In Remembrance Of Me '

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Do This in Remembrance of Me
Luke 22:7-20; Exodus 12:3-14; 24-27
Memory is a precious commodity, an incredible, internal gift. As I watch the effects of dementia slowing chipping away at my father’s body and mind, I realize that if there are any good aspects to be found in this condition, to me, is it the fact the oldest memories hold on longer while the recent slip away sooner. My father can still tell the same stories I grew up hearing; he can recall with pride his family’s history. While these old recollections are not as strong as they once were, and maybe not as accurate, at least they are still present in some form; they are still available. I do prefer my father have these memories than the ones of his daily decline. Of course, he knows …show more content…

Jesus, as a devout Jewish rabbi, follows the tradition mandated in the Torah as he observes the Feast of the Passover through the rituals found in the Seder meal, the same ritual still in use today. However, Jesus adds a new layer of symbolism as he shares the meal with his closest followers. He knows what is to come. As the lamb of God he is to become the Pascal lamb, sacrificed for our sake. Just as God called his liberated people to remember and to observe, Jesus tells his disciples to share a meal, not just once a year, but at any and every opportunity. And when they share this meal, they do so in remembrance of him - …show more content…

They were my grandmother’s signature contribution to our holiday family gatherings. The last years of her life, she couldn’t make the rolls, but either my mother, my aunt or one of my cousins always did. The flaky, melt-in-your-mouth taste will always take me back to that house at 2233 Greenbriar, to the table, now in my home, set with china, crystal and silver. But, they also take me to the house in which I was raised, to my mother’s dining table, set with much of my grandmother’s china, crystal and silver and with my grandmother seated across from me. I have 48 years of memories that connect Mimi with her rolls and Christmas, with them continuing even when she could no longer make the rolls herself. This will be the first Christmas without her, and yet, I know someone will make Mimi’s rolls. We will taste, we will remember, and we will feel her presence. It will not be the physical presence we have known, but she will be there in spirit and in the love we share as a

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