“This do in remembrance of Me” has a peculiar claim on us. The Lord Jesus was about to undergo death, and yet there He is in all quietness and calmness, saying, “This do in remembrance of Me.”
How differently a person goes out on a Lord’s day morning to the other days of the week! Where are you going? I am going to meet the Saviour, according to His own desire, and everything else sinks into utter nothingness There is no routine in it. Could there be routine in worship, adoration, bowing of the heart, and the satisfaction that takes a person out of the world? If there is a hymn sung, it is worship; if there is silence, it should be the silence of adoration. I go and sit down and wait till I have the sense that the Lord is there, and that is everything. It is not repetition. There is no such thing in God’s ways with us as repetition. We never pass through two circumstances alike.