I am slowly, slowly, slowly learning the process of receiving. Oh, I have no problem receiving the obviously good things. I can see a “blessing” a mile away and can definitely throw up my hands, shout out in a loud voice that startles all around me, jump up and down and in general embarrass relatives…
In Matthew 26, Jesus is celebrating the Passover with His disciples in a small room. It is an intimate meal shared among friends who have traveled and ministered together. Many miles under their feet. Many minutes spread over days and years. And Jesus says casually, as they pass the bread and the cup, that one…