I served communion at church today. Just thought I'd say so because in most christian churches having someone who is a lesbian serving communion would be absolutely not an option. Pastor Trey came over and asked me before the service started. I guess one of their normal servers was singing up front.
So me and my lovely Eucharist tattoo stood up there handing out pieces of bread saying "The body of Christ broken for you."
I thought about how I used to be chair of the deacon board at a large traditional church in my hood. And we coordinated and served communion often but I wasn't out and was still trying to fix myself then. I liked serving communion a ton. It's a big part of my story because of the whole cutting thing and feeling healed from that. So getting to serve communion was a super sweet thing. It was the first time I have done anything in the church at all since I have come out. Thank God some churches are open and accepting to people being and serving in church no matter their gender, race, or sexual orientation!