Have you ever enjoyed invitations such as these? “Please come. I care about you, and I’ve missed you.” “Come join me for a meal. We’ll talk and catch up on each other’s lives.” “Pull up a chair, and let’s enjoy conversation together.” Invitations are priceless gifts. How do you feel when you’re invited to the table with someone you love or appreciate? Let’s chat about invitations to the table, then I’ll share an exciting update about my book, A Place at His Table: God’s Daily Gifts to Satisfy Your Heart, releasing September 4th. A Place at His Table I invite…
Tag: psalm 23:5
Resist the Holiday Rush: Accept a Gift from God’s Table
Dear friend, Pull up a chair and notice the gift on the table. The tag reads: “From: God, To: You.” Yes, this present is for you. Take a deep breath and lay aside your to-do list for a moment. Ready? Now, remove the ribbon. Lift the lid and move the tissue paper aside. Is that not the most beautiful gift you’ve seen in ages? What? You don’t see it? The box looks empty? That’s the beauty of it, my friend. The box is empty by design. When I explain, you’ll love your one-size-fits-all, yet personally designed, very-much-needed present. Rest is…
Finding God’s Gifts at the Table
Our grandchildren’s eyes widen when they see the focal point of family birthday celebrations—the coffee table laden with gift-wrapped packages. Throughout the year, our daughter-in-love notes the toys the children admire, and she considers their needs and interests. Her process ensures the gifts will be both delightful and appropriate. My husband and I join our co-grandparents and contribute to the purchases. Then we all enjoy watching the children open gifts, selected especially for them. Our grandchildren’s mom spends more time with them than anyone else, and she knows their preferences, needs, and sizes. Therefore, the gifts—some needed and some…
The Answer to Anxiety is on the Table
When our entire family gathers in our home, I love to prepare everyone’s favorite dishes, even though I sometimes get anxious about doing a good job. Anxiety loses its grip when I pray. As the younger grandchildren arrive and stand on tiptoe to see what’s on the table, I take a deep breath and smile. In a familiar psalm, after describing God as the good Shepherd, David wrote about His heavenly Father’s table: You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies … Psalm 23:5 ESV I often read this verse and picture myself standing on tiptoe…