In the heart of Christian worship lies a table—not ornate or exclusive, but open and sacred. It is the table of Communion, where bread is broken and a cup is shared, not as a ritual of nostalgia, but as a summons to mission. This past Sunday (September 7, 2025), Pastor Rushan reminded us that this table is not ours to shape in our image; it is Christ’s table, where remembrance is more than memory—it is anamnesis, a holy act of re-membering what sin, fear, and scarcity have torn apart. At this table, past grace becomes present strength, and we proclaim a truth that defies the logic of empire: that in Christ, brokenness becomes blessing, division becomes unity, and scarcity becomes sufficiency.

But the sermon also invited us to consider another table—the one filled with line items and spreadsheets. It’s easy to see this table as secular, practical, even mundane. Yet Pastor Rushan challenged us to see it as sacred too. Stewardship is not just about sustaining a building or balancing a budget; it is about telling a story. Every dollar spent, every decision made, reflects what we believe about God, grace, and community. When fear shapes our finances, we shrink our dreams. But when faith shapes our stewardship, we become a prophetic people—bold enough to dream God’s dream, generous enough to live it out. The grandmother’s story in the sermon reminded us: even when the budget is tight, the Host is faithful, and the guests are ‘ohana. So let us gather at both tables—with pencil and prayer, with courage and compassion—and whisper to one another, “This is Jesus’ table. There’s always enough.”

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