Word filled Wedesday

With the holiday meal preparations coming how many of us could even honestly think of opening our banquet to those souls who are poor? The crippled and lame among us are often shut out of sight in nursing homes. How many many years I have longed to do this. The comfort of my other guest have always come first however. Are you all like me? Wishing longing to be able to bless those unlovely who are kept from being among us.

Blindness can be defined in so many ways...perhaps he was speaking of physical blindness here, but in so many places we are told that there are non so blind as those who will not see.
As a child I was so very poor.
Not only of material or money but also of spirit.

Recently I saw a clip of a movie where a horse was hobbled. That is when the legs are tied together as to keep it from walking free.
I think of the spirit of many who are kept hobbled by the Pharisees among us.
He came but to loosen every bond,
to set those captives free and give sight to the blind.

I love to give a big banquet.
To have my home filled so, with those my heart beats in compassion toward.
All of those whom he so desperately loves.

This year my christmas will be simple my guest will be few.
We are all however poor, blind and hobbled to one extent or another.

May I serve up freedom,
may my table be a light
and freedom be my feast to those who are bound up.
Would that I celibrate the freedom, the light the wealth that is mine.