Journey Day 152

Earlier this week I rediscovered one of my favorite CDs of ALL time. It's called The Sound of Melodies by Leeland. I seriously love every single song on the cd, because the lyrics speak right to my heart. They speak of our humanity, how much we need God's grace, and how He willingly bestows it upon us. One of the songs that really speaks to my heart today is Carried to the Table. It's the story of Mephibosheth, a descendent of Jonathan who is the son of Saul. In chapter 4 of 2 Samuel, we find that Saul and Jonathan are both dead, and poor little Mephibosheth (Only 5 years old), has been dropped and is paralyzed by the fall. Since that day, he was hidden away to preserve his life, because the tradition was to kill all the family of the previous king, so that they could not try to have claim to your title. He grew up believing that without a doubt, he would be David's enemy. Little did he know that David WANTED to show kindness to someone from the family of Saul. SO in chapter 9 King David sends for humble Mephibosheth. This is more than a picture of David's kindness. This story is a picture of God's kindness! As human beings we show kindness to those who we think deserve it, but Mephibosheth did not deserve David's kindness, but like God shows us love and grace when we least deserve it, so did David. He brought Mephibosheth to him and said to him, "Fear not; for I will surely show you kindness for the sake of your father Jonathan. I will restore to you all the land that belonged to your grandfather Saul, and you will always eat at my table." God does the exact same thing for us, he saves a place for us at his table, even though we have done nothing to deserve it. This song sings of God's grace for us and of David's grace for Mephibosheth.

Carried to the Table by Leeland

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 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
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 am healed and unashamed

You carried me, my God
You carried me

Carried to the table!