We don”t come to prove or to conquer,
To draw lines in the sand or to stir up trouble.
We come to the Table
Our hunger brings us there.
We come needy.
With an admission of our humanity.
The great equalizer,
The level playing field.
The place where the doing ends,
The trying stops,
The masques are removed.
Where like children
We allow ourselves to be nourished,
We allow Someone else to meet our need.
In a world that takes pride in not having needs,
On going longer and faster,
On going without,
On powering through
A place of safety
Where we are allowed to be
As fragile as we are.