Our church has a beautiful communion set and we used to use it all the time. For various reasons, we now hand out these minuscule plastic glasses that contain both the bread morsel and the juice. The first time I participated, I got it all wrong.
To avoid splashing, I learned to cushion the container in my palm. Then gently remove the first top to get to the bread; then the second layer holds the juice. Of course, the first time, I opened both layers at once which left a bit of a quandary! Never mind, I still participated.
What fascinated me even more than the communion cup was the tiny pink wording on the first layer. Believe me, it took a bit of effort to read it.
This is my body, broken for you. Take; eat; do this in remembrance of me.
I assume I’m addressing believers now who are mature. Draw your own conclusions: When we drink the cup of blessing, aren’t we taking into ourselves the blood, the very life, of Christ? And isn’t it the same with the loaf of bread we break and eat? Don’t we take into ourselves the body, the very life, of Christ? Because there is one loaf, our many-ness becomes one-ness—Christ doesn’t become fragmented in us. Rather, we become unified in him. We don’t reduce Christ to what we are; he raises us to what he is. (1 Corinthians 10:15-17, MSG)