Although I don't know what other people think about this, tonight I'm grateful that Jesus broke his body and shed his blood for me. I'm grateful that I can remember that through the breaking of bread and the drinking of wine (or juice or, water if it's handy). Though it cost him everything, it bought me everything. Forgiveness, restoration, healing, freedom, reconciliation, and the knowledge of being loved, all at the same time. Peace, maybe you could call it.