Today ,we went to church with our Daughter at their home church in Keller, Texas. As they were passing the communion tray and I tasted that rich flavor of Welch's Grape Juice, the only brand authorized by Jesus, I was taken back to my youth. Why now you ask? Well, my church uses a cheap watery juice and this juice reminded me of my youth.
My family was the janitors for my hometown church. As a kid I volunteered to empty the juice trays after church. This was before disposable plastic cups. These cups were glass and had to be washed each week. I would take the trays to the kitchen and stand in front of the sink and emptied most of the half used cups into the drain. Those that I perceived were untouched, I drank.
Since this was in the days of "Gunsmoke" on TV, I was Marshall Dillon in the Long Branch saloon asking Miss Kitty for a whiskey. (Hey, I was 8!) In the privacy of the church kitchen I learned to throw back a "shot". When I became official a couple of years later, I could throw back that Welch's and leave nothing to waste.
Even the small things require practice.
P.S. My mind doesn't usually wonder during communion. I blame it on the strong drink.