That Nothing May be Lost

“Eucharist” is one of those arcane religious words I wish more people could embrace for their own healing and thriving, and in turn for a better world. The word comes from a Greek verb for “giving thanks,” and it refers to what is more commonly called “The Lord’s Supper” or “Holy Communion.” And I really do believe it can change the world.

I believe the Eucharist is at the very heart of the Gospel and is the very soul of the Christian Church for the sake of the world’s flourishing. The Eucharistic Table offers us God’s love and grace in Christ with tangible tokens of bread and wine—food for the journey into new life.

Given all that, I find it very strange indeed that the Gospel according to John has no Eucharistic narrative in it—or rather, nothing most Christians would immediately recognize as precisely that narrative.

What most Christians take “Eucharist” to mean is due in large measure to Matthew, Mark, and Luke. Those other Gospel writers give us the “last supper” where Jesus talks about bread as his body and wine as his blood. That’s what most of us look for when we’re looking for Eucharist, and John doesn’t have it.

But this does not mean that there is no Eucharist in John.

Intriguingly, some scholars have suggested that the entire gospel according to John is one long, extended Eucharistic narrative. The reason we can’t find the Eucharist in John is because the entire Gospel of John itself is Eucharist. Some have also suggested that John was composed precisely for the purpose of reading it during early Christian celebrations of the Eucharist.

“The Feeding of the 5000,” Daniel Bonnell

Yesterday’s lectionary gave us John’s version of the miraculous feeding of the 5,000, which is one of John’s key Eucharistic stories (6:1-21). And the lectionary will continue to give us this image for the whole month of August, returning again and again to the image of bread and therefore to the Eucharist.

Rather than betrayal, suffering, and death (what most Christians associate with the “last supper” narratives), John frames the Eucharist with divine abundance and divine inclusion. And this matters far more than we usually imagine for a fragmented world in pain. I would say the stakes could not be higher in that regard when reading from this sixth chapter of John.

I find it helpful to remember that the disciples are never just the disciples in Gospel stories; they serve as types and symbols—sometimes for the realist, or the doubter, or the loyalist, or the betrayer.

First, then, we might note that in this iconic story from John the disciples stand for all those who worry about scarcity. Jesus looks out at the crowds who had been following him all around the Galilean shoreline, and he says, “these people are hungry.”

“Well, yeah,” the disciples say, “but where are we going to buy enough bread for all these people? What we have isn’t even enough for us!”

To be clear, the disciples were not wrong in what they said; they assessed the situation correctly—they did not have enough.

But where we see scarcity, John invites us to see God’s abundance.

Of course that’s a lot easier to say than it is to live. In fact, most economic systems in human history have been built on the fear of scarcity and the anxiety that there won’t be enough of what we need—not enough water, not enough bread, not enough love, not enough respect or dignity.

There will always be certain individuals and organizations who capitalize on that fear and anxiety, usually by dividing communities into groups—those who have supposedly earned what little there is, and others who haven’t. More severely, by demonizing others who threaten to take away what little is left. The fear of scarcity often turns violent.

“Feeding of the 5000,” Magalona Justino

John’s miraculous feeding of the 5,000 is a Eucharistic story of abundance. There is always more than enough love, more than enough grace, more than enough companionship at the Table to satisfy our deepest longings.

We might also remember that there are no random or insignificant details in these Gospel stories. After feeding the crowds with what little they had, there is more leftover. How much more? Not eleven, and not thirteen, but exactly twelve baskets of leftovers.

Just as there are twelve tribes of ancient Israel, and just as there are twelve disciples, so there are twelve baskets of leftovers.

“Gather up the fragments,” Jesus says, “so that nothing will be lost.”

Nothing? Not one single tribe? Not one single disciple, not even Judas?

In today’s world of zero-sum games, there must be losers in order to have any winners and our triumph rises up only from the wreckage of the tragedy of others. But that is not the world of John’s Gospel where Eucharistic abundance is so pervasive and so comprehensive that nothing, absolutely nothing and no one is left behind. 

John invites us to catch a glimpse of God’s own heart in this story, where no one is lost, and no one is left behind. The implications of this story for how we live and the kind of communities we create are actually quite staggering.

It’s nearly impossible to imagine a world where we no longer keep score; where constant contests give way to communion and “fairness” doesn’t matter nearly as much as inclusion; a world where there is no such thing as “acceptable losses” and “collateral damage” is a forgotten notion from a far distant past.

Many Gospel parables evoke exactly this unimaginable world, and John’s Jesus underscores that vision by remaking entirely what it means to “win”: it means not leaving any one behind—not a single one, not even the betrayer.

This vision is so difficult to trust that other parts of the New Testament—even other parts of John—seem to step back from it. And today, many centuries later, the Eucharist—or rather the last supper—continues to be a flashpoint for cultural controversy. The latest example just occurred at the summer Olympics in Paris where the opening ceremony included what appeared to be a parody of the last supper with drag queens.

A variety clergy and churches demanding an apology for that performance, I think we Christians should instead be thanking the performers. Not only is a drag queen last supper not offensive, it might actually illustrate John’s Eucharistic vision better than most Christian liturgies—not only is everyone invited to the Table, we are invited to leave no part of ourselves behind. All of us and our whole selves belong at the Table.

I love John for retaining and preserving at least this kernel, this seed of a truly radical Jesus who shows us a truly unbelievable God—the God for whom even one is an unacceptable loss. If God cannot tolerate losing even one, then even if it takes an eternity, God will find them.

So much is arrayed against that vision in a world built on scarcity and exclusion. That’s one of the primary reasons why I practice what is often called an “open table” policy in the parish where I’m privileged to serve as the rector.

At All Saints’ Parish in Saugatuck, Michigan, there are no preconditions for participating in the Eucharistic Communion. Everyone is welcome—no exceptions, no caveats, no kidding. Nothing is required to receive Communion at the All Saints’ Table other than one’s own desire for Communion—because God loves each and all of us without limit. Nothing we can do can make God love us more than God already does, who has given God’s own self to us already. And nothing we can do can make God stop loving us, not ever.

I am convinced that this kind of Table Fellowship can change the world; it offers healing to a world of hurt, and then still more. It offers a Eucharistic vision of a world remade by love and grace where no one is left out—not a single one.

“Gather up the fragments,” Jesus says, “so that nothing may be lost.”

so that nothing will be lost.

“The Miracle of the Five Loaves and Two Fish,” Carol Bomer

Leather Daddies and Drag Queens: A Last Supper for Everyone

The phone, as the saying goes, was ringing off the hook. Media outlets were calling for a comment or to schedule an interview. LGBT activist organizations were also calling, wondering how we should manage the “damage control.”

Back in 2007, the annual Folsom Street Fair in San Franciso, billed as the “world’s largest and best loved” leather event, was about to get underway when I was the Programming Director at the Center for Lesbian and Gay Studies in Religion in Ministry in Berkeley, California. People of all sexual orientations and gender identities gather for this event organized around the vast diversity of leather-related sexualities, dinners, exhibits, and of course the daylong street fair.

The fact of the fair itself was not the issue; it was the marketing for the fair that put people into a panic. That year’s poster evoked an image of the Last Supper styled after da Vinci’s famous painting. But this depiction included leatherfolk as the disciples and a table replete with not only bread and wine but also sex toys and various leather paraphernalia. It featured a shirtless African American “Jesus” with an outrageous drag queen on his right and a harnessed leatherman on his left.

Plus ça change…as it were. And here we are again; it’s a different cast of characters but basically the same script.

This weekend’s opening of the summer Olympics in Paris has created a controversy just as vigorous as the Folsom fair, this time with a last supper of drag queens. Christian clergy of various churches are demanding an apology for what they believe mocks the final meal Jesus shared with his friends, which is of course the template for the sacrament of the Holy Eucharist.

But an apology is precisely the wrong thing to ask for; we Christians should instead be grateful. Not only is a leather daddy or drag queen last supper not offensive, such images might actually illustrate particularly well a core conviction of the Christian Gospel: everyone is invited to the Table, and we’re invited to bring our whole selves with us.

(And by the way, the Last Supper done up in leather and in drag are not the only two contemporary re-imaginings of this iconic scene; Doug Blanchard is one of many contemporary queer artists who work with this material–and he’s one of my favorites. The plethora of creative re-appropriations of that Gospel story and that moment in the life of Jesus bears ongoing witness to the power of table fellowship, the intimacy of Jesus and his closest friends, and by extension, the self-offering of God to the world in ways we can scarcely conceptualize–of course there would an outpouring of creative energy for just such a divine encounter!)

“Last Supper (Passion of the Christ series),” Doug Blanchard

It just so happens that this morning’s Sunday lectionary gave us John’s version of the miraculous feeding of the multitude, which many scholars take as John’s favored image for Eucharist (John didn’t include a last supper narrative like the other three gospel writers did). The abundance in John’s story is underscored by the many baskets of leftovers after the meal, and also with the instruction from Jesus: “gather up the fragments…so that nothing may be lost.”

So nothing may be lost.

What most people missed about that Folsom Street Fair poster is just how seriously leatherfolk take the very idea of spirituality and how their own sexual relationships and hyper-gendered displays of power qualify as spiritual practices. (Be sure to read the Fair’s mission statement, which includes decolonizing commitments, racial equity postures, and acknowledging stolen indigenous lands.)

Workshops on spirituality have been appearing at leather conferences and gatherings for years now. Many of those involved in these gatherings are also actively and generously involved in charitable work around poverty, hunger, and homelessness—work they understand as part and parcel of their leather spirituality.

Imagine what might change in the world if Christian churches had stepped up in Paris on that world stage and declared the Drag Queen Last Supper a beautiful and inspiring depiction of the radical welcome of the Gospel extended to all—no exceptions. So that nothing may be lost.

Leatherfolk and Drag Queen depictions alike—and the many other artistic re-imaginings of that final meal—proclaim what churches ought to be preaching rather than grumbling about concerning queer people (yet again): the Gospel welcomes everyone, just as we are, no exceptions. And that’s exactly what I see in these ostensibly “offensive” pieces of art: people who have put themselves on the table, leather gear, sex toys and all. It is at once a deeply human and deeply spiritual portrayal—exactly like the final meal Jesus shared with his closest friends.

Neither a Leather Daddy nor a Drag Queen at the Last Supper should cause anyone to worry about sacrilegious art. People of faith can instead thank the artists for reminding us that the radical welcome of God in Christ is actually supposed to be scandalous; if it isn’t, we need to try harder.

So, what did I tell the reporters asking for a comment back in 2007 about the Leather Last Supper? The same thing I would tell reporters today about the Drag Queen Last Supper at the Olympics: those images are preaching the Gospel better than most churches.

“Feeding of the 5000,” James Janknegt