What I long for is the Welcome Table,
people singing hymns and drinking beer.
Apparently this isn’t possible.
If Jesus really was born in a stable,
It has to be o.k. I like it rougher.
What I long for is a welcome sort of table,
where, seriously, everyone can mingle
And hang out, peacefully, together.
Apparently this isn’t possible,
but I keep hoping. Church is more like hell
for me sometimes. Totally my fault, I’m sure.
What I long for is the Welcome Table
where the music’s hot. Nearly potable.
The Lord’s first miracle was wine (more, more).
Apparently it isn’t possible
to worship without being totally structural.
I just really want to toast the Lord.
What I long for is the Welcome Table.
Apparently this isn’t possible.
marniere 