Love Carried Me

It seems I’m becoming personally acquainted with more and more missionaries. There’s a family from Good Shepherd that I pray for all the time, there a couple of my Perspectives students on my missions-prayer list now (naturally), and now there will be a couple from our small group, who are moving back to Africa. Also, there is a lady who was working with me on Wednesday mornings with the 3-year-olds, who went to Peru on her mission just before Christmas.

She has a very sweet spirit, and was always good with the little ones (she’s actually a teacher). In Peru, she works at an orphanage, where many children have been given up because they are handicapped. Her newsletters are beautifully written, and she also has a blog. One reason I’ve had to tell you all about her, is to explain where I found this beautiful thing–the words to a song that I don’t even know (“Carried to the Table”):

Wounded and forsaken
I was shattered by the fall
Broken and forgotten
Feeling lost and all alone
Summoned by the King
Into the Master’s courts
Lifted by the Savior
And cradled in His arms
 
I was carried to the table
Seated where I don’t belong
Carried to the table
Swept away by His love
And I don’t see my brokenness anymore
When I’m seated at the table of the Lord
I’m carried to the table
The table of the Lord
 
Fighting thoughts of fear
And wondering why He called my name
Am I good enough to share this cup
This world has left me lame
Even in my weakness
The Savior called my name
In His Holy presence
I’m healed and unashamed
 
You carried me, my God
You carried me.

And now I’ve just remembered that this comes from the Old Testament story where David tells Jonathan’s son, who is lame, that he is to eat at the King’s table every day. The promise for Christ-followers (now or in the future), is to be “healed and unashamed”… wait… scratch that about “now or in the future”–because “In His Holy presence”, we ARE healed, even if not physically (though it WILL be physical, in that Day when we are physically in His presence!)

 

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