The Table

For this time in my life, there are 3 generations living under one roof. Our house is not large but we still have days that we don't all see one another. Between work and school schedules, outside activities and all the other busyness that is our world today, we must make time to be with one another. We are blessed to have a couple of days each week that we all sit together for supper. 

The table is set and we look each other in the eyes, we touch as we pass the food, we share our thoughts...and it is communion. Not in the actual "bread and cup" but communion of the heart.

Henri Nouwen says:

The table is one of the most intimate places in our lives. It is there that we give ourselves to one another. When we say, "Take some more, let me serve you another plate, let me pour you another glass, don't be shy, enjoy it," we say a lot more than our words express. We invite our friends to become part of our lives. We want them to be nurtured by the same food and drink that nurture us. We desire communion. That is why a refusal to eat and drink what a host offers is so offensive. It feels like a rejection of an invitation to intimacy.

Strange as it may sound, the table is the place where we want to become food for one another. Every breakfast, lunch, or dinner can become a time of growing communion with one another.

Make it a priority to be food for one another, especially for those who are closest to you.