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Welcome! I am the Rev. Dr. Ken Saunders. I currently serve as the rector of St. James Episcopal Church in Greeneville, Tennessee.

I preached all of the sermons posted here in the context of worship at the various places I have served. (from 2007 till present)


[NOTE: Sermons (or Homilies) are commentaries that follow the scripture lessons, and are specifically designed to be heard. They are "written for the ear" and may contain sentence fragments and be difficult to read. They are NOT intended to be academic papers.]
Showing posts with label Maundy Thursday A. Show all posts
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Thursday, April 2, 2026

Maundy Thursday A 2026

The Rev. Dr. Kenneth H. Saunders III
Greeneville, TN

Maundy Thursday
April 2, 2026


Today is Maundy Thursday. The word “Maundy” is one of those funny churchy words. It comes from the word mandate... The command Jesus gives his disciples on this night... “Love one another as I have loved you.” This is the night we remember the last meal Jesus shared with his friends.

The night when Jesus took the bread, blessed it, broke it, and gave it to his closest followers, saying, “This is my body.” This is all of me… and I’m giving this to you, to nourish you for your journey. This way, I am part of you and go with you through your joys and hardships.

And then he took the cup, and said, “This is my blood.” This is my life force, understood by the ancients as the bridge between the human and divine... And I’m giving this to you so that you might have life. Life everlasting in the kingdom of God.

And he told them, "Whenever you gather… whenever you break the bread and share the cup… do this in remembrance of me." The ritual action of sharing the bread and cup is called an anamnesis… a calling forward of the time when Jesus and his friends were gathered around the table... when they shared the bread and cup. A calling forward into the present time…When Jesus is truly present with us, here today, as we break the bread and share the cup.

Not just to recall a memory in Jesus’ life for us, but to fully participate in his life. To remember his teaching. To remember his purpose. To remember his mission... to restore the people to a right relationship with God… and with one another.

And so we gather... We gather, as Christians have done for 2 millennia, around this table, to experience this anamnesis. And remember the one who came among us, and who still comes among us whenever we gather in his name.

We believe this is more than just a symbolic meal. We call it a sacrament because we recognize it as an outward and visible sign of an inward and spiritual grace... God’s presence in the person of Jesus and his outpouring of love and grace for the world... Done with regular items like simple bread and ordinary wine. 

And, by the grace of God, they become for us the Body and Blood of Christ. Not because of anything magical in the elements themselves, but because of what God does in and through a gathered people. Because when we come to this table, we are not just remembering Jesus, we are being drawn into him and he into us. We are made one body... One community... One people... As one bread is broken... And one cup is shared. And in them, One God... The Creator, Redeemer, and Sustainer is made known to us.

And that matters, perhaps now more than ever. Because we are in a time & place of deep social stress. A time when our life outside of these doors feels strained... when divisions run deep... when trust is fragile, and when conversations turn quickly into arguments. We are carrying anxiety about the future… weariness from constant change… and, for many, a quiet loneliness even in the midst of busy lives. Some are burdened by economic uncertainty. Some are grieving losses that still linger. Some are simply tired... tired of all the noise, tired of the tension, tired of feeling disconnected from one another.

But in all of that, this table continues to call to us... this table still speaks to us. But this table tells a different story. It tells us that we do not belong to our divisions... We do not belong to our fears... And, we do not belong to the forces that pull us apart.

We belong to Christ. And in Christ, we belong to one another. At this table, there is no “us” and “them.” We are united together in a Holy Communion and fellowship, where there is only the body... Jesus... broken and given for the life of the world... And one cup... Jesus poured out so that we are forgiven.

And on this night, we remember something else, something remarkable that happened. Before the bread was broken… before the cup was shared… Jesus put a towel around his waist, he knelt down, and he washed his disciples’ feet.

He took the posture of a servant. He did what no one else in the room was willing to do. And then he said, “I have given you an example.” In doing this, he says, don’t just believe in me... Don’t just remember me, but follow me. Serve the world as I serve. Love the world as I love.

And I think that is where this night calls to us most clearly. In a world shaped by stress and division, love can feel costly. Listening can feel hard. And forgiveness can feel impossible. Serving others can often feel like putting one more burden on a load that is already very heavy. But Jesus doesn’t give us this mandate because it is easy. He gives it because it is necessary. Because love... real, self-giving, self-sacrificing Christ-shaped love is the only thing strong enough to heal what is broken in the world around us.

And so this night is not just about what happens at this table. This night is about what happens BECAUSE of this table. It is about who we become when we receive the abundance of God’s grace. We become a people who choose patience in a culture of impatience. People who choose kindness in a climate of harshness. We become people who choose connection when it would be easier just to withdraw and keep our heads down. People who are willing, like Jesus, to kneel… to serve… and to love.

Tonight, we gather as the Church. We gather with all our burdens, all our questions, all the weight of the world we carry. And Christ meets us here. In the breaking of the bread. In the sharing of the cup. In the washing of feet. In the quiet, faithful acts of love that push back against the stresses and strains of our world.

And in this gathering, we remember we are NOT alone. Because we are the Body of Christ. And Christ is at work among us. So we come to the table. We come to be in the moment. We come and remember. We come and are nourished. And we come to be made one.

And then, we go. We go out, united, into a weary and divided world... To love one another just as Jesus has loved us.


Thursday, April 9, 2020

Year A - Maundy Thursday - April 9, 2020



The Rev. Kenneth H. Saunders III
St. James Episcopal Church
Greeneville, TN

Year A - Maundy Thursday - April 9, 2020
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Today is Maundy Thursday… Maundy from the word “Mandate” - A name given to the night that we remember Jesus having his last meal with his friends. When Jesus said a prayer and took and broke the loaf of bread… and said, “this is my body,” then took the cup of wine and said, “this is my blood.”

He told his followers that night that when they gathered together they should do this (break the bread and share the cup) to remember him. And when they did that, he would be in the midst of them. They were to remember his teaching and his purpose… remember what his life among them meant. They were to remember Jesus in every way… remember the mission that he was on, to restore the people of God to the right relationship… A right relationship with God and with each other. To gather and to remember…
So we, as followers, continue to gather and remember… To gather and to remember the one who came among us, and continues to come among us when we gather together. We believe that the bread and wine that we share is a sacrament... Outward and visible signs of God’s abundant grace… the love and favor God has for us.

They are vehicles if you will... vehicles by which God bestows that grace to us as we take them, as we take Jesus himself into our bodies, and become part of him who loved us and died for us… When we do this, we not only become part of him… but he becomes part of us.

When we celebrate that thing every Sunday that we call Eucharist (which in Greek means “thanksgiving”), the ritual brings us around the table, gathered with Jesus there among us. Then we offer our simple gifts of bread and wine, and we ask God to make these common elements for us the body and blood of Jesus for us.

One bread is broken… One cup is shared… One God, the creator, redeemer, and sustainer of all that is – and of all that ever was and ever will be is celebrated and feasted upon.

We understand that our participation, that our act of faith and thanksgiving in this celebration,  depends on us being together – physically being gathered with each other. So, tonight we are stuck... We are stuck between our desire to gather and celebrate the mysteries of God in that sacred meal... and our desire to love our neighbor and keep ourselves and each other well and safe during these strange pandemic times.

Tonight, we are forced into exile by a deadly virus… Tonight, we gather and remember differently. The scriptures tell us that when Jesus gathered with his disciples in the upper room so long ago, they were there to celebrate the Passover meal (or Seder).

The Passover, a ritual feast consisting of matzo, bitter herbs,  crushed fruit, wine, raw vegetables dipped in vinegar, lamb, and a hard-boiled egg. The Passover Seder (which means order or arrangement) is the meal that marks the beginning of the Jewish festival. The whole ritual was intended to be a way of remembering… Remembering how they were delivered by God from bondage in Egypt… Remembering God’s abundant grace shown as they were led through the desert. Remember God giving them the law (or Torah) on Mt. Sinai and remember them being delivered into the promised land. Gathered around the table, they wash their hands and say prayers and distribute the food in a specific order… All to remember those mighty acts done so long ago.

The Seder, for the Jewish people, is a carefully prescribed meal, very different from any other. For each participant, gathered there at the family table, the Seder is an occasion to relive the Exodus as a personal spiritual event. To help them remember…
To help them remember... to help them keep and perpetuate the faith, the youngest child asks four questions... 

“Why does this night differ from all other nights? For on all other nights we eat either leavened or unleavened bread; why on this night only unleavened bread?”

“On all other nights we eat all kinds of herbs; why on this night only bitter herbs?”

“On all other nights we need not dip our herbs even once; why on this night must we dip them twice?”

and the last “On all other nights we eat either sitting up or reclining; why on this night do we all recline?”

The answers to these questions are recited in unison by everyone at the table – and the story starts to unfold… These customs keep alive the sacred story… It is an anamnesis – a calling forward and remembering a previous time… it is their way of participating in the story... and it is done in the home around the table.

Friends, this night that we celebrate Jesus’ mandate that we break the bread and share the cup… we are called to remember differently. We are unable to gather as in our custom, so we must resort to our connections with the living God be done through family… Through those with whom we are sequestered...

We are unable to gather together around the table. So, it’s not appropriate for us to have our Eucharistic feast without everyone being able to receive it. If we were to break bread here, we would not be able to share it with you there… If we were to drink from the cup here, we would not be able to offer it to you there…

I know that we have prevision to take the bread and wine from this table to those who are confined because of illness or infirmity. But we are even prevented from doing that. So, in these strange times, we need to understand and trust our theology of the Eucharist.

I know that I have clergy colleagues of other denominations that are offering a sort of “drive-through” communion having the faithful pray a prayer of "spiritual communion" while you watch the priest celebrate and receive.

While I love and respect what they are trying to do… at the same time, I want to say what that silly woman in the Facebook commercial says... When she literally has ALL the pictures of her friends all over her physical wall… “That’s not how it works, that’s not how any of this works.”

Their intentions are good, but that’s not our theology… We need to be strong, and we need to be strong and trust and know that our communion is so much more than receiving the bread and wine. It’s so much more than our individual selves “driving through” to get our spiritual fix. Our communion depends on our physical togetherness. The transformation of the bread and wine takes place when the community of the faithful is gathered together…

When I say the prayers on behalf of the community, at 2 times, the prayer book instructs me to touch the elements… so even bringing out your bread and wine at home is not how it works… 

Tonight, we are gathered, but we have gathered apart through technology. So, it makes it difficult to do the things that help us receive the nourishment that we so desperately need.

But, we can take the lead from our Jewish brothers and sisters… at home, we can help the family do things to learn and engage the mysteries of God. As a gathered family, you can pray together and remember… you can be at the table together… you can share a meal and tell the story of Jesus together.

The story about how a man healed others, cast out demonic evil and brought the dead to life…About how he taught a way of love and forgiveness and connection to God that was different and challenging to the power and authority of the time.

You can tell the story about a man… who, on the night before he died washed the feet of his followers and modeled the humility in love and service that he expects us to have. About how he told them at that meal, that a loaf of ordinary bread and a cup of ordinary wine is to be received as his body and blood when they gather. About how this man, even though he was betrayed, condemned, and put to death rose from the grave on the third day… You can even let the youngest inquisitive child in the family, be the one who asks the questions and lets you tell the story.

In these strange times, we are not able to gather, but that doesn’t keep us from being Christian. it doesn’t keep us from telling the story of our salvation… The virus may keep us apart, but it doesn’t keep us from connecting to each other and to God.

This night… I commend to you the Holy Scriptures… With your family… read, mark, learn, and inwardly digest them. I commend to you the Book of Common Prayer… When you are struggling for form and order, there are simple prayers for use by families (pages 136-140). We need these strange times for us to consider what is important about our faith… that we love one another, as Jesus loved us, we also should love one another…

Brothers and sisters,  Christianity is a communal religion. Jesus was not out there alone, he was often with big crowds and almost always with his 12 closest friends. So, tonight we will not be celebrating the mandate because we are not able to physically gather. But we are celebrating, nonetheless… 

We are celebrating in the exile of our homes… We are celebrating the fact that we know God loves us and is holding us up through these strange times of fear and sickness. So, together with our families, we celebrate as we share and tell the story of Jesus in new and creative ways.