The usher passed the plate of communion wafers and the little guy sitting in front of us with his parents snagged a piece without hesitation and ate it right away. The usher and his father smiled down at the boy. When the usher came back a few minutes later with the little cups of juice, the boy, now sitting between his parents, watched them each take a cup and exclaimed, "I want that!"
His parents gave him the little plastic cup of grape juice and gently explained that he couldn't drink it yet. He carefully held the cup in anticipation until the pastor directed the congregation to celebrate Jesus' sacrifice by drinking the cup. Angel's mother quietly told him, "Now you can drink it." And he did, then piped, "I need more!"
How profound, I thought.