Week 12 - A Seat at the Table

I recently had the pleasure of worshipping with the local Korean Baptist Church. It's a small community church, the kind where you don't need the lights turned down while you sing, and you share a meal afterward because that's where life happens and relationships are built. It was a sweet time. As I was sitting there eating all kinds of great food I was reminded of how fortunate I was to have a seat at the table. A few weeks ago I was giving a presentation to a group of people who sat on a county board. When I walked in the general manager said, "let me get you a chair", then they proceeded to pull one of the chairs away from the conference room table. This was to be my chair. This was to be where I was going to sit. All of which was correct and as it should be. I was not on the board. I did not and should not have a voice in the matters being discussed at that table. Yet, as I was sitting there I felt God telling me, "you have a seat at My table, and no one can roll it away."

So there I was sitting at a table of believers. A glimpse of what is to come. All tribes. All tongues. All nations. I had a seat at the table and it meant the world to me.