At The Table
I tell you the truth, he who believes has everlasting life. I am the bread of life. Your forefathers ate the manna in the desert, yet they died. But there is a bread that comes down from heaven, which a man may eat and not die. I am the living bread that came down from heaven. If anyone eats of this bread, he will live forever. This bread is my flesh, which I will give for the life of the world.
John 6:47-51 (NIV)
Everything we bring
Everything we bring
To this place
Finds a place here
Every case that we carry can be consigned here
Every load we are lifting can be left
Every secret we are slaves to can be spoken here
Every terror that torments us can be told.
There is room here for anguish
For the agony of abandonment
There is ground here for grieving
For the weeping wounds of loss
In this circle of safety
At this fireside of faith
There is space for story and song
There is room for revelation and renewal
Here is hope
And healing
Here is forgiveness
And freedom
Here is connection
And correction
And coming to our senses
At this source
Whose depths are never ending
This river
That will never run dry
At this table
Whose banquet of abundance
Knows no bounds
No wrong
Is too wrong
To be righted here
No tragedy too twisted
To be turned
For everything we bring
To this place
Finds a place here
And every load we are lifting can be left
Gerard Kelly
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