Different faith systems have varying opinions on when the time is right for a young person to receive their first communion. In United Methodism, we believe that the table is open to all, and so we serve all people of all ages. There is no prerequisite for receiving communion in our church. We pay very close attention to educating and training our children in Sunday School and eventually confirmation classes about what communion means, but the table is a shared opportunity to receive the sacrament even if you don’t fully understand the sacrament. Jesus seemed to be cognizant of the fact that you have to catch the fish before you clean the fish, and Methodists like that idea.

I had a unique opportunity to serve communion to two of my grandchildren a few weeks ago. My niece’s baby shower brought my Florida daughter, my Atlanta daughter, and me together for the weekend and we attended the church where they grew up. This is the church that I served for 16 years. The opportunity to serve communion to the children’s workers arose and my dear friend Barbara and I took the bread and juice downstairs after the service to do just that. My five-year-old grandson spotted us as he was coming out of KidMin and my eight-year old granddaughter was with him. She was visiting from Florida and had spent the hour with him in his class.

They immediately tagged along as Barbara and I visited the classrooms and nursery, offering the elements through the pass through windows and over the half-doors. We met the children’s director and her amazing lay volunteer in the hallway and served them there. Then we headed down to the youth wing to find the youth director and served him in front of a pool table. Along the way, my grandchildren simultaneously asked if they could help and also could they be served. So right there in the hall in front of the youth room, I served communion to them both.

My granddaughter has received communion on a few Christmas Eves, but this was my grandson’s first time. Usually they are in the children’s programming during worship services. Both of them assured me they had never had communion before. I think they may have said that so that they could have some that morning. This was my first time to serve them, and it left me in tears.

1 Corinthians 10 (Common English Bible)

¹⁶ Isn’t the cup of blessing that we bless a sharing in the blood of Christ? Isn’t the loaf of bread that we break a sharing in the body of Christ? ¹⁷ Since there is one loaf of bread, we who are many are one body, because we all share the one loaf of bread.

Paul asks a beautiful and poignant question in this passage. Isn’t this blessing a sharing of Christ? Isn’t this loaf a sharing of his body? How many loaves are there? One. In our diversity, we are still one body because we share the one loaf.

So whether first communion is a formal process in your faith system or an automatic response to God’s grace that happens once a month, whether you receive it at the altar or in a downstairs hallway, this cup and this loaf unite us in our love and understanding of the sacrifice that is marked every time we break bread together.

I asked my five-year old grandson what he thought about receiving his first communion. His response: “Well, the bread was better than the juice.” Fair point, young man. The bread is home baked by a church volunteer who specializes in creating a delicate, fragrant sourdough.

I would say it is to die for, but Jesus already did that.

One Loaf by Becca Ziegler