Monday, February 8, 2016

Dear God,

What a privilege it is to be invited to your holy table, to eat of the bread of heaven!  Every time the invitation is extended, I realize what a gift it is. 

As I stood to move to the table, I remembered who I was, not one worthy to feast on heaven's food, yet, even I was welcome.  As I left the choir loft and started down the aisle, I felt your love wash over me.  When I stopped at the table, the pastor held out the bread and I took it in my hand, really looked at it, and then ate with thanksgiving.

So often, Lord, we take heaven's food for granted.  We think it's just another part of the worship service.  In some ways we eat and run, like fast food.  We gobble it down and move on, without giving it a second thought.  And we can do that; however, why would we want to?  But when we know the blessing that awaits us and we step forward and eat what is offered, joy fills us, faith increases, and praise lifts from our lips.

Thank you,
Merciful God,
for inviting us
to your table.
Thank you
for sacred food
that fills
our souls
to the top.
Thank you
for joy
that spills over.

Love, Andrea