What do you talk about around the dinner table? Do you just sit there in silence surrounded only by the sounds of the tinkling glass and fork hitting plate? “Shelter, pass the butter, please” “I Will take a little more pepper.” Is your evening meal a race to see who finishes first? “May I be excused?” “I’m going to Eli’s house to do my homework.” “Senami will be visiting us this evening”. “Brother Senyo, Kafui is calling your phone.” “Today is Efo kafukafu’s series on Agoo TV.”
What do you talk about around the dinner table? Do you take out your frustrations from the day? Mama Jennifer, why did you have to make this same old banku and tilapia dish again? I am tired of it,” “I had a terrible day at the office. No one cooperated. I have got a splitting headache.” “How was school today, Sefa?” No answer. “How was school today, Sefa?” No answer. “How was school today, Sefa?” Are you deaf?” “You wouldn’t be interested anyway. What is the matter? Are you afraid I got in trouble or something?”
How different that meal in the upper Room when Jesus celebrated the Passover for the last time with His disciples. Yes, the disciples argued among themselves and accused each other. But Jesus focused their thought on the new covenant of His blood, to be sealed by His death.
The Lord Jesus hosts us in the Upper Room as He gives us His own body and blood. By grace He prepares for us the Heavenly Feast where we will dine with Him forever. And He is present with His forgiving love at every meal we eat, whether banku and tilapia or rice and stew. He makes it possible for us to care for each other and speak helpful, encouraging words and gather around His word together.
Reference : Luke 22:7-30
Written by: Pius Kedem Sedofia