notes from niequist: come to the table

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i want you to gobble life up in huge bites, tasting everything, trying every new flavor, remembering every smell and texture like it’s the best thing you’ve ever had. i want you to live with wide and gorgeous abandon, throwing yourself into each day, telling the truth about who you are and who you are not, writing a love song to the world itself and to the God who made every inch of it.

i want you to invest yourself wholly and deeply in friendship, God’s greatest evidence of himself here on earth. more than anything, i want you to come to the table. in all sorts of ways, both literally and metaphorically, come to the table.

we don’t come to the table to fight or defend. we don’t come to prove or conquer, to draw lines in the sand or to stir up trouble. we come to the table because our hunger brings us there. we come with a need, with fragility, with an admission of our humanity. the table is the great equalizer, the level playing field many of us have been looking everywhere for. the table is the place where the doing stops, the trying stops, the masks are removed, and we allow ourselves to be nourished, like children. we allow someone else to meet our need. in a world that prides people on not having needs, or going longer and faster, on going without, on powering through, the table is a place of safety and rest and humanity, where we are allowed to be as fragile as we feel. if the home is a body, the table is the heart, the beating center, the sustainer of life and health.

come to the table.

“come to the table” | pg. 258 | shauna niequist | bread & wine

come to the table


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