A Prayer to Remember Who We Belong To
By Meg Bucher "And I ask you, my true partner, to help these two women, for they worked hard with me in telling others the Good News. They worked along with Clement and the rest of my co-workers, whose names are written in the Book of Life." Philippians 4:3NLT The story of our family table began in the scratch and dent clearance section, tucked away on the third floor of the old downtown furniture store in a dusty corner amongst other rejected pieces. "But it's missing a piece," the salesperson explained. The missing piece was so obscure I felt extremely victorious as my husband and I left with said table for a quarter of the cost of a new one. It came with two bench seats and drawers, which would, in time, collect toys, cards, and all sorts of random treasures. Fifteen years later, our table has been the centerpiece of our story—game nights, Bible studies, meetings, birthday parties …family dinners, and crafting sessions. The surface is now so worn it's become difficult to clean. Though I'd love to give it new life and have it refurbished, I cherish every nail polish and paint stain. There's been a lot of life lived around that old table. |
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