Crumbs from the Master’s Table
July 19, 2010
by Sandra Wester
“And she said, Truth, Lord: yet the dogs eat of the crumbs which fall from their master’s table.” Matthew 15:27
My church has been like a dog waiting and begging for me to throw them a crumb out of my mercy. I’m calling them to rise up off the threshing floor and take their place at my table. The feast is before them – it is my body and my blood. They will never hunger or thirst again.
There is plenty of room at my table. I never run out of chairs and my Father never runs out of food. Don’t let the feast spoil by lying and waiting for the crumb. The Master is disappointed that the seats are empty.
I need my servants to lift my people off the floor, seat them, and introduce them to the Master’s table. My people already know it is fitting for them to be with the Master in His house. My crumbs are better than anything that they have ever tasted on earth. But mere crumbs will not sustain them. Only my body and my blood.
Comments
Got something to say?
You must be logged in to post a comment.