Where’s your place at the table?
Mine is on the east side of my kitchen, facing the afternoon sun. At certain times of the year I can’t eat there without first closing the blinds because the sun is so bright.
Last week in Nashville, I sat in a different spot.
It was Tuesday, Day 2 of Nurture 2012, a conference on spiritual formation led by the Institute for Christian Spirituality (ICS) at Lipscomb University. I had already dined on delicacies of art from Mark 5 by Rolando Diaz and been led through Psalm 139 in contemplative prayer by Jackie Halstead and had thoughts stirred by Glandion Carney on cultivating a creative heart.
A unique invitation
For lunch on Tuesday, I sat at a round table beside an old friend from years ago on one side and a new friend of one day on the other side.
But as we ate our salads and chicken (and a most delicious chocolate cake!),
we were invited to sit somewhere else.
At another table. As a guest of the Trinity.
The night before we had looked at this icon from medieval Russia. Andrei Rublev (1360-1430) used such intricacy in his design, each detail significant.
One such detail was the open space at the table.
So on Tuesday, after leading us through thoughts on discerning God’s voice, Gary Moon invited us to sit at the table with the Trinity. And listen to their answer to this question, “What do you think of me?”
I closed my eyes as the music of Sherri Youngward played in the background.
Hearing from God
And I listened.
What was the Lord saying to me?
- That I am loved
- That my friendship is desired
- That there is joy and peace for me in the Kingdom
And to remain intentional. To be present. To not withdraw from actively seeking Him.
Seating arrangements
So I continue now to sit at the table with the Trinity, which may mean sitting in metal chairs eating a barbeque sandwich to celebrate a friend’s birthday. Or standing to chat in Amber’s kitchen with a plate of potluck in hand. Or eating a biscuit in a booth at Hardee’s on Saturday mornings with the women of my family.
It honors the Lord when I enjoy dining in His presence.
At all those tables, I am loved. And I can love.
My friendship is desired. And my friendship is given.
There is joy. And there is peace.
That’s my place at the table...where the Son is bright in my eyes...at all the Kingdom feasts.
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Do you have a standard seat at your kitchen table?
Do you feast often with the Trinity?
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Lisa notes 103p · 687 weeks ago
I love and miss you, too. You are special to me.
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joepote01 41p · 687 weeks ago
Thank you, Lisa!
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floyd · 687 weeks ago
Yesterday in our Sunday School class we sat at a different table in order to leave space at the table for someone else that we normally like to sit at. Not enough people showed up and we had to move back to our usual spot... Hey, at least I was trying!
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Julie · 687 weeks ago
Your blood has washed away my sin
Jesus, thank You
The Father’s wrath completely satisfied
Jesus, thank You
Once Your enemy, now seated at Your table
Jesus, thank You
I could imagine myself now able to sit at the FEAST...God's table...the mind is not able to imagine what it will be like to sit, dine and fellowship with such holiness...
and so I just anticipate!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and in those thoughts it is nice today to know that I will be seated once again with mom...at the same table. :-) wonderful post and you must be overflowing with the inspiration and motivation and heart passion in overdrive after that opportunity! hugs to you Lisa.
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Lisa notes 103p · 687 weeks ago
I don't know that song, but it sounds great. Jesus, thank You. SO much at that table. And yes, so many more to sit with at the table to come. I dreamed about my mom again last night, still with Alzheimer's though. I know she's free of it now, and I look forward to seeing her again one day without it.
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laura · 687 weeks ago
Lovely. Just lovely.
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barbarah 65p · 687 weeks ago
A couple of old songs came to mind after reading this post. One was "Come and dine, the Master calleth, come and dine: we can feast at Jesus' table all the time." The other is "Come home, come home, it's suppertime." I'd have to look up the lyrics to remember the rest of them. But I am glad there is always a place open for us at His table.
Lisa notes 103p · 687 weeks ago
I don't know either of those songs, but they sound very fitting.
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Lisa notes 103p · 687 weeks ago
Sitting at the feet of Jesus...sometimes I feel guilty that I'd prefer that position to being in the kitchen cooking the food. Everyone should get their turn doing both. ;-)
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Connie@raiseyoureyes · 687 weeks ago
Just last week, I finished studying and re-reading Ann's book and this quote by C.S. Lewis gripped me: "How GOD thinks of us is not only more important, but infinitely more important."
simplystriving 31p · 687 weeks ago
And that's what I want to do with the Trinity. May I run to that table and love... It doesn't matter what table I end up at, what matters is how I arrive. How I display Them.
Thanks for making me think, friend! Loved it...
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tinuviel · 687 weeks ago
Right now my seat is at the east side of our kitchen table, too. For most of our marriage I've been on the west side; I've only recently switched, and I don't even know why. :) No blinding sun, though, since our window fills the upper half of the north wall.
I've probably said this before, but I love your Hardee's tradition. What a wonderful treat, for the family's women to live that near and make the most of it! I'm thankful for your opportunity to attend such a conference, too. May it continue to bear good fruit in your walk with Christ.
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Fondly,
Glenda
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