Serving at Tables of God

>>> Come to Jesus, like an empty table, and let Him Set and Fill you with Gems <<>> (Think of this, as a Heavenly Plate, with wheels) <<<

Serving at Tables of God
By Arley Steinhour 091416

I had a dream, I dreamt last night,
A dream I feel I should relate,
Of Heavenly labor, none to Slight,
About a Feast, and how we participate.

Everyone, but one, to bring a Dish,
Of a 'certain' food, each, to Dine,
I was told to place food, meat to Knish,
On every table the same, plus Wine.

Everyone invited, and Everyone came,
With cauldrons of food, for serving,
I portioned the food, exactly the same,
So no table lacked, nor, was more deserving.

Each bowl, each cup, each everything,
I carefully placed in order, the same,
No matter the table, twas fit for a King,
Filling one's plate, being fun, as a Game.

No table had chairs, as chairs circled the Throne,
Guests would Dine with, and before, the King,
My job was over, all plates filled, except my own,
Filling my plate, noticed, even food can Sing.

I'd started my job, feeling sorry, for self,
The job of serving others, the lowest of Low,
Perhaps, I'd do better, setting on a Shelf,
My plate full, of food, I knew, where I Go.

Heart sang in chest, as 'He' signaled me forward,
To a chair, front row, center, right at His feet,
Jesus, honored me then, for Eternal Reward,
My plate refilled with Gems, instead of 'meat.'

A Cheer raised me up, and I looked to the crowd,
Most all around me, also, had plates of Precious Stone,
Brothers and Sisters, and I, were receiving His Laud,
Our 'Witness' bringing Souls to Net, to be Heavenly Home.

No one can go hungry, that we bring to His Net,
So Spirit can convict heart, to Believe, and Repent,
We, the 'Reborn,' are the Hunter, and Gatherer-Vet,
Let us use our witness, to Fill Jesus' TENT.

May my dream Continue. AMEN