I see two large banqueting tables spread. One on earth and one in heaven. The table on earth is beautiful in appearance, with the finest china and food galore. But on it and around it, are things of the world. Worry, grief and bitterness, sorrow, pain and jealousy, sickness, hatred and foolish pride. The love of the father does not abide.
The table in heaven is spread for a king. It’s simple but lovely and kindness resides. There’s baskets of blessings, baskets of grace, a platter of love that all may partake. All those around it are happy and free, no worries, no cares, only pleasing the King.