This morning, JD and I had the honor of offering the meditation for the table at church. The church service was the end of a meaningful Campus for Christ conference, hosted by our incredible church, run by the wonderful Cary and Jinny McCall. Below are the thoughts we shared at the table. May we bring the table to our kitchens, our break rooms, our coffee shops, our morning car rides together, and our Mondays-Saturdays.
As we prepare to come to the table, I want to share a few lines from Rumi, a 13th century mystic, entitled “A Community of the Spirit”:
There is a community of the spirit.
Join it, and feel the delight
of walking in the noisy street,
and being the noise.
Drink all your passion,
and be a disgrace.
Close both eyes
to see with the other eye.
Open your hands,
if you want to be held.
Sit down in this circle.
Quit acting like a wolf, and feel
the shepherd’s love filling you.
Today, may we join in the shuffling to the table, the clinking of the glasses, the wiping of the crumbs, the quiet murmuring, the shy smiling, knowing we are a part of the community of the spirit.
May we drink the passion of Jesus, and allow ourselves to be disgraceful. The table is not always a quiet reverence. Sometimes it is a bench covered in dried macaroni with a toddler singing in your ear and another using you as a jungle gym as you try to talk with a loved one but instead end up laughing and cleaning up carrots that landed on the floor. Come be a disgrace.
May we close our eyes in resistance to the constant stream of data in our culture so that we can truly see.
May we open our hands in surrender and friendship rather than clenching them in possession and self-defense.
May we sit down in this circle.
May we stop acting like wolves–worried about our next meal and attacking out of self-preservation, and instead let the Shepherd love us and protect us.
May we come to the table, raise our glasses in celebration, and let the Shepherd’s love fill us up and unite us together.