Robin Vincent may inhabit a very different part of the Church than I, and yet he is filled with respect and awe at the mystery of the Eucharist. I believe so firmly in the power of the Sacrament that I have been tempted to run outside and stop the passers-by “This is the Body of Christ!” with the inbuilt implication of ”and what do you intend to do by that?”. The Eucharist is a tool of grace that should not be either discarded or disregarded, and should be open to all. Were any of the 12 at the Last Supper Confirmed? Did Jesus ask to see the Baptism Certificates of any of the 5,000?
Similarly, it should not be diminished or underplayed, which is what some traditions have sought to do, which is as wrong as hiding it away from the people in a gnostic fashion. Robin writes beautifully of how this has moved him, and how their experiment worked at Greenbelt. I commend him for that.
They wanted it properly Consecrated, so I did so, and I was touched by his comment:
So, on the Saturday morning Father Simon Rundell from the faith community Blesséd dropped by our tent and held a little Eucharist service for us – it was actually very moving and probably a highlight of the festival for me.
It was my first Mass of four that day. A long and yet significant day behind the altar.