In Remembrance of Me

Of all the things that Christ did in His life, He asked His disciples to remember Him in His weakest moment (from an earthly viewpoint). He asked them, and all future generations, to remember Him as He willingly set His life aside, poured out, for those who hated Him. He asked them to remember Him as He "sheepishly" went to a publicly humiliating death, never raising His hand or His voice to those who were continually mocking Him.

He could have asked them to remember the time that He went face to face with Satan, in a weakened physical state, and defeated everything he threw at Him. He could have asked them to remember the time that He went into the Temple and cleared out all the hypocrisy and compromise with a whip. He could have asked them to remember the time He stood on the Mount of Transfiguration in all of His glory. He could have asked them to remember the countless times that He displayed His power in healings and miracles.

But He didn't. He asked them to remember the time He poured Himself out for all of mankind in an act of personal sacrifice that the world has never seen. He asked them to remember the time that He hung naked in front of friends and family covered in blood and His own filth.

There has to be a reason for the Lord's Supper beyond a piece of bread and a cup of wine. I think we should stop worrying about the methods (yeast? no yeast? grape juice? wine? once a week? once a month? ) and seek out the meaning. I imagine it has something to do with pouring ourselves out for our enemies, for bearing on our body the marks of the One who suffered and died for us.