I can just picture a great big banquet table spread out with food as far as the eye can see, each side lined with chairs—tall ones, short ones, big ones, small ones, fancy ones, simple ones, and ones which are battered around the bottom of the legs from frequent use, like the ones at my family’s table.
And at the table in those chairs are people, all the saints of the church from all places and all times, laughing, telling jokes or stories,and asking for anther helping of mashed potatoes or another slice of pie.
As far as the eye can see, there are chairs at the table,including some empty ones sprinkled along the way which have not yet been filled by their owners because we’re still here on earth.
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