First Thoughts

We've come to the point of having to blog...
I'm not even sure what that means, but here we go...
Yesterday I talked with a 17 year old exchange student from Germany spending a year abroad in the North Dakota prairies...you can still get by up here if you know a little German...she talked about the Spirit moving her in these revival experiences she has back home...That's what I miss here, she said...
So do I.
I've spent a lot of time in churches in my life...most people have better things to do I guess, but not me...I've dragged friends to some pretty weird things...In high school a friend and I attended an Episcopalian mass, and it was just him and I, two senior ladies with hats, the priest, and two acolytes (the kids who light the candles) for one hour...In college a friend and I attended a local Christian Missionary and Alliance congregation, and the pastor had us stand up and tell everyone how long we'd been married...To their chagrin, we hadn't, we weren't, and we didn't...My wife and I once spent three hours in an American Baptist congregation on the South side of Chicago where we were the only visible minorities amongst the 3000 parishioners...These are are the stories, the people, the places that are part of my journey at the table of our Lord Jesus the Christ.
I've seen a lot of tables...some are bona fide granite altars to bygone days of Christendom...some are wooden characters that have more stories carved into them than I have in me...Some are painted as to be unrecognizable to their owners...some tables are left to the weather, and to the wayfaring stranger who finds their way to them...People have laid out tables for me, and after 40 years of eating, drinking, resting, and sharing, I've laid out a few tables for others too...
Tables are all about refreshment...finding your God, maybe yourself, maybe a community to share beer, wine, food, and a few stories...There's not much more to life than that...at least important stuff.