Seeing God’s Table in a Different Light

I mentioned going to lunch with my “very old friend“ yesterday. As we sat there, a number of people came in and out of the restaurant that I knew. But for the most part, we were surrounded by strangers that were unknown. We sat there catching up for probably two and a half hours. We … Continue reading Seeing God’s Table in a Different Light

No Need to Look Underneath

The sixty-five-year-old oak table was distressed in a way that depicted use—depicted life. One leg lurched from a long-ago break, steadied now by a flat stone tucked beneath it. Burn marks, water rings, scratches, scars, and discoloration covered its surface. And yet, beneath the browns, grays, and charcoal shadows of use and misuse, a hint … Continue reading No Need to Look Underneath