Years ago our friend Dave was on a worship team at a small church. On Sunday morning the elders realized they had no bread or grape juice for communion. They sent Dave out to buy some.
Dave tried several markets in the short time he had. He couldn’t find any grape juice at all so he settled for purple Gatorade. And the closest thing he could find to unleavened bread was crackers.
Cheddar cheese-flavored Goldfish crackers.
Even Dave’s wife Ellie was stunned during the hush of the communion service when she saw trays of translucent Gatorade and golden fish-shaped crackers being handed along the pew toward her.
Does Jesus care what specific symbols we use for His body and blood, as long as we receive them gratefully, remembering His life given freely for ours?