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Supper Is Served

"supper is served", that's how they say it in the deep south
dinner is on the table and it's time to thank God with the words of our mouths
families today no longer sit down together and dine like they used to do
but if we look back at the last supper of Christ we might change out point of view

Jesus washed the feet of His Disciples like most servants did back then
it was a show of respect and humility He desired to impart to His men
He pointed out to them that His gesture was a reasonable service for Christ
to serve the Lord as the Lord serves you as one walks a Christian life

for it's not about recognition, it's not about titles nor is it about awards
it's about being transformed into an obedient servant in the eyes of the Lord
it's not about the Pastor calling out your name nor the boasting of your deeds
it's about being mature in your Christian walk and being implanted with God's righteous seeds

supper is served Jesus said after He washed His Disciples feet
Peter protested but Jesus said "This is a challenge we all need to meet"
"My washing of your feet is about sharing a part of Me"
"My washing of your feet is a gesture of spiritual humility"

supper is served to all sinners who have fallen short of God's glory
be it sins of omission or commission we all have a testimony
to sup with Christ is the way to reexamine and reevaluate one's life
to sup with the Lord is the opportunity to repent and get right with Christ
for it's by His blood that we've been given an open invitation
and it's by His flesh that we have the chance to unburden our situations

supper is served the bread and the wine, Jesus' body and blood
supper is served and I'll always sit down to dine with the Lord I love

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