The experiment with faith is the work of a lifetime, a continual openness to change, a permanent quest. What I learned serving at the altar was not which Eucharistic theology was “right.” What I learned, and must always be learning and relearning, is who Jesus is, and what claim he makes on my life, and who we are together when we gather at the Lord’s table, and what we owe one another.

And there is still more to be learned. And so I keep going back, sometimes as a celebrant, sometimes as a parishioner, always as a seeker, always hoping to catch another glimpse of what it means.