This looks different from culture to culture. In a remote East African church, I lifted the chalice to my lips and was surprised that instead of wine, I tasted Coca-Cola. Wine was hard to come by where we were, and grape juice was nonexistent. Coke was the beverage of extravagance. A missionary told me that on Christmas morning children got two treats: meat and Coca-Cola. Coke was used in worship because these believers wanted to use the finest and the best. And indeed, that Sunday, it was an indulgent pleasure. Christ was among us, and even in the midst of poverty, worship was lavish.
