And as the stories were told, we remembered.
So that night, Tommy, his youth pastor and friend asked,
“Daniel, do you remember the first time I saw you at the jail? You were on the other side of that glass, and we were talking on that phone. And I said, ‘How did you get there and I get here?’ Do you remember what you said?”
He didn’t even pause, “I told you I stopped listening to the people I respected.”
And for over an hour we feasted at that table, and we shared our stories. And we became full on the evidence of Gods greatest miracle.
Over two thousand years ago, twelve men gathered around a table. And as He broke the bread, and He poured the wine, He told them to remember.
To daily remind themselves how His body broke, and His blood poured out.
And how their souls will always need nourishment as much as their bodies. And without Him, they’ll never be full.
This Easter, I challenge you to prepare a feast. To invite all those you love to the table. Gather them around and break the bread, and pour the wine.
And let the conversation flow. And as you do, remember all the ways He has restored your soul.