I’ve often written about music and its place in my faith. The way harmonies and melodies can reach deep into my heart. But sometimes it isn’t the notes that break through. Sometimes it’s the words.
A few years ago, a friend introduced me to the song Vagabonds by Stuart Townend. I quickly fell in love with it and added it to a couple of playlists. I have a lot of songs on those playlists, though, so sometimes I can go a while without hearing it.
I was driving home recently when it came on. It’s a song about how all are welcome at the Lord’s table. The chorus goes like this:
Come to the feast, there is room at the table,
Come let us meet in this place.
With the King of all kindness who welcomes us in,
With the wonder of love and the power of grace.
It was that last phrase that stopped me. The wonder of love and the power of grace.
We are all welcomed at the table. No shame or guilt blocks our way. And it’s not because we have earned it, or have a right to be there. It’s because God’s love for us is so much greater than we can fully grasp, and because his grace means those things we have done wrong do not have the final word.
I don’t know who needs to hear this tonight, but please know the truth of these words:
Come to the feast, there is room at the table.
Come let us meet in this place.
With the King of all kindness who welcomes us in,
With the wonder of love and the power of grace.
Tonight, if you need reminding, there is room at the table. You are welcomed by the King of all kindness, held in the wonder of love and the power of grace.
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