![]() But she’s needed her table to grow to accommodate the large number of people who still come to her home-her children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren, her friends whom she has met with weekly to pray for the last thirty years, a bible study group that meets around it every other Friday not to mention all the cups of coffee and tea and cookies, crackers and cheese, she’s offered anyone who just pops over. The varnish has worn off in places, and my mother has leaf inserts that weren’t meant for the table, that slip and slide out of place so you have to be very careful where you place your glass. My family grew up around this table that she has owned for probably close to seventy years. I think back to all the tables I have sat around and still do, like the one in my mother’s house. It’s a place of daily communion that transpires when family and friends pull up a chair and sit across from one another, break bread, and share their lives. The practice began at Shadyside Presbyterian Church in Pittsburgh, PA in 1933.Īs I prepare for the worship service, I am drawn to contemplate the one piece of furniture that is the most essential piece in any dwelling, be it in one’s home or the church, at least in my opinion: the table.įor me, it is the centerpiece of a home, the place of gathering, of feasting, of long conversations. This Sunday we will celebrate World Communion with Christians all around the world from all kinds of denominations. ![]() Dear Brothers and Sisters of the Church of the Mountain:
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