A Seat At The Table

 

Sometimes in life there is no seat,

No room for a wounded heart.

The door is shut, the light is off,

Today you’re not welcome here.

An outcast feels the sting,

As others are welcomed in.

The message is loud and clear,

There’s no seat for you here.

There was a day you had a table,

All was set and readied for them.

The food, the fun, the preparation,

Gladly you welcomed them in.

There is One who knows the sting, 

A Man of Sorrows rejected by men.

He shared the pain of an outcast,

Many spoke, “Not welcome here”.

The King of the Jews was crucified,

Bearing our judgment and shame.

A borrowed grave could not hold Him,

“Do this in Remembrance of Me.”

One day a banquet is coming,

He’s gone ahead to prepare for us.

Take comfort dear wounded outcast,

There's a seat at the Table for you.

Until that great day we see beyond,

The family of God welcomes in.

Far and wide, loving and kind,

There’s  a seat at the Table for you.                                                                Rev. 19:9

                                                                                                                Mt. 26:26-29

                                                                                                                Mk. 14:22-25,

                                                                                                                Lk. 22:18-20