I dearly love to set a table.
Even with mismatched dishes (how is it that I don't have nine matching bowls?)
and Malachi's determination to help,
this table got mostly set.
Several months ago, we moved our small group (it's like church with close friends) to our house,
since our baby was so destructive at our friends' house that I spent the entire time chasing him.
It's lovely to gather with friends.
As I was setting the table, placing the chairs, plopping the daffodils in their glass beakers,
I thought of Jesus preparing the feast for us.
After the work he did, he so wants us to come to the table.
I thought of how hard I was working, making everything beautiful (in a mismatched fashion),
while keeping my little guy out of trouble.
I would have been so sad, so very disappointed,
if our friends had not shown up.
It's all about the people, people.
And by the way, I didn't use eggs on this table.
I decorated with flowers and rocks.
A rock is a good symbol for the Resurrection.
before I gathered the missing goblets,
and placed loaves in the basket,
and ladled hot stew into the bowls,
and before this table was surrounded by people I love,
Expectancy was in the air.
I was reminded of a story.
18 “But they all alike began to make excuses. The first said, ‘I have just bought a field, and I must go and see it. Please excuse me.’
19 “Another said, ‘I have just bought five yoke of oxen, and I’m on my way to try them out. Please excuse me.’
20 “Still another said, ‘I just got married, so I can’t come.’
21 “The servant came back and reported this to his master. Then the owner of the house became angry and ordered his servant, ‘Go out quickly into the streets and alleys of the town and bring in the poor, the crippled, the blind and the lame.’
22 “‘Sir,’ the servant said, ‘what you ordered has been done, but there is still room.’
23 “Then the master told his servant, ‘Go out to the roads and country lanes and compel them to come in, so that my house will be full. 24 I tell you, not one of those who were invited will get a taste of my banquet.’” (Luke 14:16-24)
It's going to be a crazy party, guys.
And in this upside-down kingdom,
where one little old mama who is exhausted by her toddler can be welcomed
(all the better if I'm feeling poor and crippled, right?)
and can be seated, and fed, and heard,
until I am deeply rested and restored,
in this kingdom,
everything will be even more beautiful
than I can dream or imagine.
Happy Easter week, friends.
(You still have time to start your grass. It takes four or five days to grow to this height).
Vintage springs can be found here.
Mexican Posole Stew recipe is here.