I can choose to eat at my computer desk, or off a TV tray, or even at a table in the food court. Or I can let God feed me from the riches of his table.
I’m sorry, Lord — I spent too much time yesterday sitting at the wrong table and not nearly enough time at your table.
I figure that if I appreciate the fact that I even HAVE food…I’m at His table already.
That’s a good start, Andrew.