Since we are out of babies at our house, finding some more out there was a tremendous gift to me. Lucy, age 3, and her little brother, Charlie, age one, are my newest grandchild friends. This week, I got a call from Lucy's mom that Lucy wanted me to come to tea, and they were wearing hats. My red hats are always handy, so I was set. Lucy not only wore her hat, she also had on a tutu, pink plastic heels, and a sequined blouse from her dress up clothes that had been given her as a gift. I could tell the blouse was a little itchy, but Lucy was undeterred as she poured tea in our little tin cups. We had two kinds of sandwiches, (Thank you, Mommy) cookies, and small colored marshmallows. Lucy always has a lot to say, but her conversation was mostly about the cookies that day. She daintily ate and with each bite her "Yummm" increased in intensity. She punctuated her cookie eating with "Want some more tea?" and kept us nicely supplied. No coercion would get Lucy to try a sandwich though. Then abruptly, she got up and announced that she wanted to invite her dolly to tea. There was one more place at the table, with chair, cup and everything, and we all enjoyed having the dolly with us. Lucy thought she needed to eat the dolly's cookie, though.
I was reminded that we are all invited to the celebration of the Lamb, and we will have full rights to partake of the feast. No one will have to eat our share for us. I can hardly wait to see Jesus at the marriage supper of the Lamb. Until then, our bread and cup at communion will remind us of what He has done to purchase our redemption, and seat at the celebration, and help us look forward to the day when we see Him face to face. I wonder what kind of cookies we will have.
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