Jesus is our food

Jesus is our food

a dream, told by Joel Howard

Over a month ago I had a dream - I was at a banquet hall in a conference center.  I interpreted it to be heaven.  There was an older man and his wife at the table. He was fat, jolly and content - and very full of food.  The endless seats at the table were empty but the table was all set - and full of fine foods, plates and silverware.  I approached him at the table and he looked at me, full, content and jolly.  "Jesus is my food" was what he said.  

As I prayed about it, I thought about that man - so full, so jolly and so satisfied.  "Jesus is my food" was his cry.  I came to the table and it was full of potential, yet seats empty and bare.  It was an open room but no one had found it.  The conference center went on, with large auditoriums and rooms, but only this man and his wife were seated at the table, enjoying the food.   The satisfaction and plenty that characterized that man's life in the dream is something that has stood out to me since.