The empire of this world would prefer that we forget you, that we'd forget all the truth about you, so counter to its spoon-fed vision. Though the empire tells its own story of who we are, yours is greater and yours is truer and yours is good news.
We know that remembering you pits us against the ones with swords and resources. We know that remembering your story and demonstrating your image will lead us to the cross. Empires operate on the power of death. Remembering you will put us at the end of the sword, will put us under the weight or the wrath of death. We do not expect safety but in faith we expect victory and we expect that forgiveness and love will conquer coercive power and violence.
As we consume your body and blood in remembrance of you, you consume this whole story. Your arms wrap around even the sharpest edges of this world and the empires cannot escape them. Even death is within your grasp. For those who seek to escape you and forget you, the embrace is confusing and suffocating. But those who remember you are warmed by your embrace and are able to rejoice at the fall of the powers and principalities. Your kindness overwhelms the strongest force and tears down the highest walls. Your love penetrates the thickest brocades and calms the fiercest storm.
Let our souls rejoice in you, our savior. May our lives become the anthem of your love. Amen.