Welcome to The Table. We are a local Colorado fellowship of believers in Jesus Christ that enjoy breaking bread together, both spiritually and physically.
I like the way the song by Phillips, Craig and Dean said it:
At the table of grace the cup’s never empty. The plate’s always full and it’s never too late. To come and be filled with love never ending You’re always welcome at the table of grace.
We hope, that when you can, you join us at The Table of Grace.
Dave and Jeanie
The Table of Grace
God’s Grace
Ephesians 2
8 For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God— 9 not by works, so that no one can boast. 10 For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.
I love it that God’s grace covers all and the Table is prepared for all of us. A bounty of His grace set before us, He prepares that table, He offers it to us, free of charge. God says, come and eat your fill of my goodness.
He has set us free from bondage, if we are in Christ Jesus. Jesus sacrifice was enough for all mankind to come and eat freely from His Table of Grace.
Romans 8 says
1 Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus, 2 because through Christ Jesus the law of the Spirit who gives life has set you free from the law of sin and death.
About
THE TABLE is a simple, Spirit-led worship gathering for ordinary people who are looking to know God more, and to love Him – heart soul and mind, and to love others deeply and practically. We gather on Saturday nights to dig into the scriptures and the teachings of Jesus, and to eat and drink from the table of grace He has prepared for us. We sing a few songs, pray a few prayers, testify or ask questions when we need to, bless the children and we pray for each other.
Our weekly gatherings end with some food (sometimes just snacks, sometimes a full-fledged feast) and time around the table, encouraging and spurring one another on in the faith. We enjoy communion regularly to anchor us in remembering Christ’s death, rejoicing in His resurrection and the salvation it has provided for us, and to eagerly anticipate His return. We literally meet in a school cafeteria, which is so appropriate!
We don’t provide childcare—YET, but we love children and they are welcome, too!
This Eucharistic Prayer expresses our heart so well:
“This is the Table, not of the church, but of the Lord.
It is made ready for those who love Him and for those who want to love Him more.
So come, You who have much faith and you who have little,
You who have been here often and you who have not been here long,
You who have tried to follow and you who have failed.
Come, because it is the Lord who invites you.
It is His will that those who want Him should meet Him here.
Come to the Table.”
There is always plenty in the Father’s house, and room at the table for you.
pastordaverhoades101@gmail.com
Text Pastor Dave @ 720-363-0128
The Table of Grace Church meets in the Café of Northern Hills Church 5061 E. 160th Ave Brighton, Colorado 80602 Saturday nights at 6 PM, door open at 5 PM.
Articles
“Is the spring coming?” he said. “What is it like?”…
“It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine…” – Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden
Seeds.
How do they know? How can they be sure when I take them, tiny, dried and shriveled, torn from small packages and pushed into wet soil in little cups, into cold darkness – how do they know, I wonder, what to do?
Do they feel dead, useless, abandoned, lifeless, forgotten, put aside, finished, afraid, or misplaced? How does a seed buried come back from that, literally come alive, fully breaking free even where it cannot yet be seen – emerging gloriously spring-green from its dark burial place? How do they do that?
I have a counter full of seedlings springing up daily now, some perennials, pumpkins and squashes and decorative grasses. I have some herbs and flowers to attract butterflies. The joy of watching them appear surprises me every time. I always live in fear they will not do it. I always wonder if I over or under-watered the soil. Did I plant too deep? Was it a bad batch of seeds? Will these things really grow? And then – VOILA! They arrive.
I love it especially when I spy the tiniest green speck in a soil-filled egg carton section in the morning and by evening see this brand-new seedling has risen fully up to face the sun’s warmth through the kitchen window. How tenacious, how brave and resolute.
All of creation tells us the Story, THE Story. Jesus in a tomb, dark and cold. On the third day, He awakens, sits up pushing aside His shroud and somehow that stone is rolled away and He emerges victoriously, gloriously: Life. New Life! All things are made new and nothing will ever be the same. How tenacious the Love of God, how resolute and steadfast.
The winter has been cold, it has lingered too long. But the goodness and faithfulness of God fills my heart with promise. The seeds will burst from their tombs, spring will take hold. He is risen and everything is made new. – Jeanie Rhoades
“Is the spring coming?” he said. “What is it like?”… “It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine…” – Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden Seeds. How do they know? How can they be sure when I take them, tiny, dried and shriveled, torn from small packages and pushed …
