Moving from the Buffet Line to the King’s Table: Savoring Mercy
Where do you want to go to eat? This question in my home typically elicits one of three answers. If it’s not my children’s favorite fast food joint or a place serving breakfast all day, it’s almost always their favorite buffet – known affectionately in our home as the hog trough. Why? Because buffets are full of choices – unending choices, sure to please the pickiest eater. Of course, the enticing, all-you-can-eat dessert station, complete with cotton candy, might have something to do with their palate’s restaurant of choice.
Our lives are often a lot like that buffet. Every week includes a series of choices – some that fill us well and others that feel good for a moment, but leave us empty, like the cotton candy in the dessert line. But in any case, we make the choice – from the places we shop, to the sports we play, to the videos we stream on the device we choose to carry into the restaurant we choose to patron, to the church activities in which we engage. Life’s options often feel like a line at the local buffet. In fact, for many of us, the Christian life has become a series of trips to the buffet line.