“When he was at the table with them, he took bread, gave thanks, broke it and began to give it to them. Then their eyes were opened and they recognized him, and he disappeared from their sight.” Luke 24:30-31

Jesus was recognized at the table.

Maybe is was because He took on the role of host.
Maybe it was the way He took the bread and broke it.
Maybe it was something about His prayer of thanks.
Maybe they saw the scars in His hands.

Or maybe the time spent in Bible study with Jesus
caused the eyes of their minds and hearts to be receptive.

A sudden gasp, “It’s You! It’s been You all along!”

Eugene Peterson, the writer of “The Message” and many other books, also was a pastor for 29 years and a college professor for seven years. When he retired from pastoring and teaching, he and his wife, Jan, used their dining room as their new headquarters for ministry. In one year they had over 200 overnight guests in their home. Hours were spent around the supper table, listening, advising, encouraging. Later, their son heard comments like, “Your parents saved our marriage that weekend,” or “That dinner with your dad gave me renewed passion for ministry,” or “Their kindness around the table saved my life.”

If you have a table,
then you have a ministry.

The table is a sacred place of fellowship with each other,
especially when we invite Jesus to join us.
Every table — the communion table and our kitchen tables.