Modernists mock Christianity as an artifact of superstitious myths. Postmodernists are flocking to a new paganism, seeking wisdom from the vibes emanated from crystals, the zodiac, ink on their skin, and weed in their lungs. One mocks us for holding to ancient fairy tales. The other seeks to live in a fairy tale.
The dragons which modernists declare can’t be real, are the demons which postmodernists are inviting in. We live, however, in what CS Lewis calls the true myth. Make no mistake, the dragons are real. But the deeper magic is real as well. And the valiant Hero is real. The God-King who dies & rises again is real.
This meal tells that story. It tells of a Dragon whose forked tongue seduced Sadducees––which didn’t believe in such demon-dragons––and pagan rulers––who worshiped demon-dragons––to do his bidding. “Kill the man from Nazareth who claims to be the son of God. Break His body. Spill His blood. Bury Him in a grave.” That dark lord, who offered our first mother the forbidden apple, thought that in crucifying Jesus he’d thwarted the King’s Return. The hero was mortally wounded. Satan imagined he’d secured the world as his dark domain.
But this bread we eat is a token that the Hero rose again. This draught of wine we drink is a cordial which warms us with assurance that the lawful King of this world made the deeper magic. The trees clap their hands, the mountains bow low, and the oceans roar with joy at His triumphant coronation. And we’re gathered to the banqueting table of Christ the dragon-slayer. This is His victory feast. Victory over modernistic materialism and postmodern paganism. Victory over all His enemies. Victory in bread & wine, body & blood. The legends are true. So raise a glass in praise of our King Jesus.
So come in faith and welcome to Jesus Christ…