The Table That Jesus Built - Part 1

This week, we gather around The Table Jesus Built—but not the one we want to see all dressed in perfection and fine religion. No, this is the table where the bleeding sat without shame, where the blind found more than sight, and where the broken weren’t told to come back later with their lives in order.

Jesus didn’t wait on the polished to arrive—He pursued the desperate. He pulled out chairs for those too shattered to fake it, too empty to impress, too weary to pretend. They didn’t need a five-point sermon. They needed a Savior with scars. And Jesus didn’t flinch when they fell at His feet—He welcomed the mess.

Desperation does something religion can’t.

It presses through the crowd.

It cries out louder than the rules.

It collapses at the feet of grace.

And so we ask, with trembling conviction:

Have our churches become too clean for the people Jesus came for?

Have we replaced mercy with metrics? Presence with polish? Power with performance?

Revival never starts with the strong. It begins with those who’ve run out of strength.

It begins with the ones who need a seat at the table but think they’ll be turned away.

Come see how Jesus meets us at rock bottom—how He pulls out a chair for the ones barely hanging on. And discover how we can do the same.

Because if the table isn’t open for the desperate, then it isn’t His table at all.