When I was growing up, my mother used a bell to call me home for dinner. This is when kids played outside until the very last minute of sunlight and air conditioning existed mainly as a bright idea.
But when I heard that bell ring, it meant come home, now! It’s suppertime! Time to join the family around the dinner table.
Twice in my childhood, my family lived with my paternal grandparents on their self-supporting farm. We had everything from our own dairy to turkeys and everything in between. I fondly remember sitting at the dinner table with them.
Because of all the animals and the fresh food from the gardens, I loved living there with them, but I loved it most of all because of my sweet Granny. I still shed tears because I miss her, even after fifty-four years of separation.
John the Revelator wrote, “Blessed are those who are called to the marriage supper of the Lamb!” (Rev. 19:9 NKJV) I was invited and I RSVPed so I know I’ll be there.
In my spirit, I imagine hearing the sound of that heavenly dinner bell ringing out and the call, “Come Home; it’s suppertime.”
I imagine that great, heavenly feast and sitting down at the family supper table with Abraham, David, and Paul. But even better, with my mom and dad, my other grandparents, and my Granny. Better still, sitting next to Jesus. Woo-hoo!
With each passing day, I miss my precious Mom, Dad, and grandparents more and more. I long to sit at the dinner table with them again. And I know I will. They’re waiting for me to come Home.
Do you yearn for that heavenly, banquet…to sit down with those gathered around the greatest supper table of all time?
If you love Southern Gospel, and even if you don’t, I hope you will listen to Come Home, It’s Suppertime by the Gaither group. One day, the Lord will call us Home…for Suppertime.
If the Master rings the bell tonight, will you be ready to go Home?
*At a time of physical upheaval in 2000, Lynn Mosher felt led of the Lord to take up her pen and write. With this new passion, she has embraced her mission to reach others through Christ-honoring literature, encouraging them in their walk and offering comfort through the written word. Lynn lives with her hubby (since 1966) in their Kentucky nest, emptied of three chicklets, and expanded by three giggly grand-chicklets, and an inherited dog. You can find out more about Lynn by visiting her website, Heading Home.