I walked in to be greeted by several people who had returned after weeks of not being present. It was like a reunion of sorts. Where these people have been all these weeks, and why they were moved that day to show up at Table Grace is beyond me. But there they were. People of all shapes, sizes, colors and economic backgrounds. Beautiful. A picture of Heaven, here and now.
I went to the counter to order my lunch, and realized that Matt and I had both forgotten my keyboard. Initially I thought, oh well, there is already someone playing guitar in the corner, perhaps today I am simply supposed to visit with the people. However, several of the people were there to hear me sing, and to play along. So I had to figure something out, and quick. I had brought my folder, stuffed with favorites that I could play on the piano. I am more limited on guitar, but then, I thought, maybe there are enough songs that I could fill an hour it.
Sure enough, I found what I needed, and with a make shift music stand, much like the first time I brought my guitar and sang in the café space over a year and a half ago, I began to play and sing. Holy space, and Holy moments. Something was initiated yesterday which will continue to be revealed as time marches on. During one of the songs entitled “Word of God Speak” the energy lump in my throat (which I think I referred to a couple of days ago), got incredibly present. What God needs to say to this community and beyond also remains to be seen.
I will be taking a few weeks to focus in on writing this musical. Last night as I was pondering the happenings of the day, I felt incredibly sad. I know this is something that I need to do at this moment in time, but Table Grace is a place that I feel the presence of the Holy Spirit so incredibly alive. Each time I prepare to go there to lead a discussion group or music time, or simply have a conversation, the Holy Spirit reveals itself to me. Table Grace is also a place where I feel we are all family. We are a family of people journeying together, beside one another on this planet, foreigners in a foreign land. But for some reason Table Grace is an oasis of Grace. A place where we can all be who we really are. No need to hide any longer. Who you are is who you were created to be. It is beautiful and difficult, and God needs you just as you are.