One day, a rich man was sitting at a table. His servant set out before him a large feast. As he began to eat and enjoy his food three other people approached.
The first was an old friend who he enthusiastically embraced. “Please, sit next to me.” He said.
The second was a thief who he zealously rejected. “Guards! Have this man imprisoned.” He said.
The third was a beggar who he eagerly rejected. “Leave! You have nothing to offer me.” He said.
One day, Jesus was setting the table. He set out a large feast, and invited three other people to join him.
The first was an old friend who he enthusiastically embraced. “Please, sit at my left.” Jesus said.
The second was a thief who was zealously embraced. “Please, sit at my right.” Jesus said.
The third was a beggar who he eagerly embraced. “Please, take my seat.” Jesus said.
The Question becomes: Who is welcome at your table?
As you think about the question keep in mind I’m not talking about the “communion table” – I’m talking about your actual table, in your home, where you eat. The church has taken the idea of eating a meal in common unity and turned it into a communion: a stand in line for a one time shot on Sunday morning with a piece of bread, dipped into grape juice.