In three years at my current congregation I have led seven Confirmation retreats, all to the same camp in Western Michigan. We sleep in the same cabins, meet in the same room, and eat in the same cafeteria. And the same mealtime seating arrangement always prevails: the boys sit at these tables, and the girls sit at these tables.
But on Saturday evening this past weekend I emerged from the buffet line to find that the 15 students on this Confirmation retreat had, without asking any of the adults, pushed two tables together to form one long dining table, and they were squeezed around it shoulder-to-shoulder .
Sometimes communion happens.
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