This is a song I wrote called "The Table." It sums up everything we were talking about this semester (or any semester). Jesus eats with sinners, burnouts, wannabes, all stars, perfectionists, etc...God with us. 

I was planning on playing it at large group (nod to the seniors 😎). But this will have to do. I hope it’s comforting. 

Love y’all,
Richie

The Table
by: Richie Sessions

When you can’t find a place that doesn’t ache 
Sit down at the table
When your burden is more than you can take
Sit down at the table
When your friends have all gone to their corners alone
Your river of dreams
Is dry as bone
Just come back home
Sit down at the table 

When you got your secrets nobody knows
Sit down at the table
And your list of regrets 
Oh it Grows and it grows
Sit down at the table
When you can’t see the truth through all the lies 
You can’t see the road with tears in your eyes 
I know a place to hide 
Sit down at the table 

Gonna make your favorite thing 
You ain't gotta thing to bring 
Except your hungry heart
And a sad song to sing 
Just sit down... 

When you don’t know what you think anymore
Sit down at the table
When you’re still running but forgotten what for 
Sit down at the table 
You’ve paid your debts but you're still not free
Don’t act like you got somewhere better to be 
Be right here by me 
Sit down at the table