One of the things we do during our Sunday service is before the Lord’s supper, there is a slide presented with a scripture and a question for thought. Today’s scripture was Hebrews 1:3 & 8.
Along with the scripture was the question, “How might this Scripture relate to Communion?”
As a group of us were discussing this, there were several different points brought up. One was that a lot of times, we focus on Jesus and how much He loves us and what He has done for us, and we maybe kind of downplay God the Father and how He relates and fits into our redemption story. But Jesus was the very image of God on earth, showing us His love and character. Another point was we take communion at the table together here on occasion, but in heaven, we will sit at His table together forever.
So my brain started going to what it would look like to physically sit at God’s table in heaven. My mind conjured a huge table covered with a white tablecloth filled with dishes of delicious food. Seated all up and down are people who love each other and love spending time together.
Then I started thinking about the here and now. How we need to make sure we have places at our tables for those who we love, and for those who need love. For those we have a good time with, and for those who just need some time. For those who make us laugh, and for those who need to cry. For those who will return the hospitality, and for those who have nothing to give in return.
I was reminded of a poem I wrote a while back. I want people to know that my table is always open, and there is always room. It may not be as grand, as bountiful, as inviting as the one we will sit at in heaven. But I will do my best to show you God’s love. To be the avenue His Spirit uses to give you comfort, love, or guidance. Even if it is just a cup of coffee and an ear to bend. A campfire to sit by and just enjoy a moment of peace. Some goofy kids to entertain you and make you smile. Whatever it is you need, I hope you can find it here, at my table.