His Kingdom is Here
Christ has Come.

On this mountain the LORD of hosts will make for all peoples a feast of rich food. . . (Isaiah 25:6a)
A meal shared together is an act of war.
It’s a declaration that Satan’s days are numbered.
This has become more real to me each passing day.
When I was little, family dinners were something I had to endure – putting up with a lot of people I didn’t cross paths with very often. But as I grew older, they became fun—good food with people I loved.
Somewhere in the course of the meal, one of the elders would get teary – and blurting out something to the effect of extolling God’s blessings of family. I admit, I really didn’t get it. It takes puppies 4 weeks to open their eyes and start seeing straight, and it probably took me 4 decades before I began to see that something far deeper than a mere meal was happening around our table.
Meals together are brief bursts of joy in the middle of the battlefield of life.
C. S. Lewis understood this. I’m a big Lewis fan—he died the year I was born. In The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe he gives a powerful picture of why meals matter. Narnia is locked in an icy spell where it’s “always winter but never Christmas.” The White Witch, the usurper queen, stumbles upon a group of animals feasting in the woods—enjoying plum pudding and celebrating news brought by Father Christmas (Lewis’s John-the-Baptist figure) that Aslan, the lion (the Jesus figure) has arrived.
That little feast was an act of rebellion. It dared to celebrate that the Witch’s reign was ending, that endless winter was about to break. The Witch demanded the animals deny the news. When they refused, she turned them all into stone.
That meal was an act of war. And she wasn’t wrong.
When God’s people gather around a table—whether its Dad’s turkey or Grandma’s casserole – the one with the crunchy stuff on top and baked to perfection—we also make a declaration. No matter how dark the world becomes, we are the people of the Risen King. God’s goodness has triumphed. Our Savior’s tomb is empty. How could we not gather and celebrate?
But there’s more. We don’t just celebrate what God has done; we also celebrate what He will do. And that makes every family meal a rehearsal for eternity.
The prophet Isaiah gives us a glimpse of our future feast: “On this mountain the LORD of hosts will make for all peoples a feast of rich food, a feast of well-aged wine… He will swallow up death forever; and the Lord God will wipe away tears from all faces.” (Isaiah 25:6–8)
And John gives us another glimpse in Revelation 19: “Blessed are those who are invited to the wedding supper of the Lamb… These are the true words of God.”
Read the whole chapter in Revelation and you’ll notice something remarkable: the Marriage Supper of the Lamb is held in the midst of war. This banquet is spread for God’s redeemed children while the powers of darkness make their last stand against the Lamb. This Marriage Supper is a feast of victory. (You Sunday 8:00 a.m. people may hear echoes of one of our communion hymns: “This is the feast of victory for our God. Alleluia!”— Now you know where it comes from.)
It’s no wonder that during His earthly ministry Jesus came “eating and drinking” with sinners and Pharisees alike, and why He was accused of being “a glutton and a drunkard” (Matthew 11:19). That accusation says something. In the middle of life’s battles, Jesus revealed that God is far more joy-filled than people expected Him to be.
So, as you gather around tables this Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year’s Day—invite someone to your table or accept someone’s invitation to theirs. Taste and see that the Lord is good. Christ has come because He loves you.
Take in every flavor. Let the joy around the table swallow up the heartaches and struggles that cling to your days. Listen closely, and you might faintly hear the hymn we sing at communion: “This is the feast of victory for our God. Alleluia!”
Remember that you are a child of the Risen King.
Remember that every meal is a small rehearsal for heaven.
Remember that Satan’s days—and your days of tears—are numbered.
Christ has come. His Kingdom is here.



