Friday, 6 September 2013

Your Table


You invite me to your table every day.

I, drawn by the world, would rather gather crumbs
from the floor;
than come and sit
and know your gaze,
and the blessings you have stored.


Drawn for me from your storehouse
in heaven.
And laid with love on my plate
at the place
prepared for me since time began
and which, for me, you will sit, and wait.


And the invitation doesn't lapse.
The meal, it doesn't grow cold.
Though I, drawn by the world,
and my hearts vagaries, and focus on life's ills,
hardly know, what is good.


Yet today I see you waiting,
and today I feel your smile -
and I fall in love a little more
as you draw me, and restore me;
until I can climb up from the floor.


Insistently you draw me,
until boldly I  can come.
Face raised towards you,
tears of gratitude falling,
as an anointing on your skin.


Lovingly you call me,
until its you I can't ignore.
And as I fall into your arms,
from this vantage I can see
what has been laid before me all along.


You invite me to your table
every day.
Whether I come is up to me.
Whether I do, or whether I don't
you simply wait.

And you call....


Ana Lisa de Jong  

Going in she knelt before him at his feet, weeping, with her tears falling down upon his feet; and she wiped them off with her hair and kissed them and poured the perfume on them”.
Luke 7:38



Postscript:  Not long after writing this poem I opened an email from 'Streams in the Dessert' which follows below:


In The Heavenly Places

"But God, who is rich in mercy, for his great love wherewith he loved us, even when we were dead in sins, hath quickened us together with Christ . . . and hath raised us up together, and made us sit together in heavenly places in Christ Jesus" (Eph. 2:4-6).

This is our rightful place, to be "seated in heavenly places in Christ Jesus," and to "sit still" there. But how few there are who make it their actual experience! How few, indeed think even that it is possible for them to "sit still" in these "heavenly places" in the everyday life of a world so full of turmoil as this. We may believe perhaps that to pay a little visit to these heavenly places on Sundays, or now and then in times of spiritual exaltation, may be within the range of possibility; but to be actually "seated" there every day and all day long is altogether another matter; and yet it is very plain that it is for Sundays and week-days as well.
By L.B. Cowman

 

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