The Table Culture: A Reflection on the Last Supper, Diversity, and the Sacred Space of Inclusion
The Last Supper wasn’t just a farewell meal. It was a bold, intentional act of gathering. Jesus chose who would be there - and he chose diversity. Among those seated were a tax collector, a zealot, fishermen, a traitor, and doubters. Different temperaments, different backgrounds, different views of the world. Yet, they all shared bread from the same loaf and drank from the same cup. It was a table of radical inclusion, despite the fractures and flaws in each guest.
The Symbols of the Supper
Let’s reflect on the items present at that table - not just as historical artifacts, but as invitations.
The Bread: Shared and broken. It reminds us that wholeness often comes through the act of being broken together. Bread doesn’t discriminate - it is meant to nourish all who are hungry. In our churches and communities, are we offering bread freely? Are we willing to be broken in ways that create space for others?
The Cup: Passed from hand to hand. A symbol of covenant and commitment. When we share the cup, we’re agreeing to something bigger than ourselves - to love, to forgiveness, to justice. But passing the cup means making sure everyone gets to hold it. No hand should be missed. Inclusion demands intentionality.
The Seats: Every seat was chosen by Jesus, and every person was seen. That’s critical. In today’s world - and in today’s church - people still show up to our tables, but too often they’re unseen or unheard. That’s not the table culture Jesus modeled.
The Shape of the Table
We must ask: What is the shape of our table?
The Christian life, for some, feels like being a small car driving beside a massive truck, both moving in the same direction. At some point, the driver of the small car realizes they’re in the truck’s blind spot - completely unseen. And in that moment, they face two choices: slow down and let the truck pass, or accelerate, pass the truck, and get away.
This is the reality for many people in their journey with faith. Some have been pushed into forgetfulness, others have chosen to walk away - not because they lost faith, but because they felt unseen, unheard, and unloved.
Over my 20+ years of ministry, I’ve seen what happens when we don’t notice who’s missing or who’s hurting. I once served a rural church with few financial resources - they were faithful, loving, and deeply committed, but often looked down upon by larger congregations and conference leadership. Their worth wasn’t seen because their budget didn’t “measure up.”
In another setting, I helped lead an underground church primarily composed of LGBTQ individuals who lived in fear of being excluded from the very faith that gave them hope. They weren’t looking for special treatment - only to be seen, heard, and accepted at the table of Christ.
I’ve also pastored congregations largely made up of elderly members who were eager to serve and lead, yet found themselves dismissed or patronized by younger churchgoers. Their wisdom and presence were treated as outdated rather than essential.
These experiences - and so many more I’ve witnessed or heard from others - remind me that if we’re not careful, the table becomes a place where some voices are ignored, and some hands never get the cup.
The Power of Choice
Jesus didn’t accidentally end up with a diverse group - he chose them. And we must choose, too. We must choose to resist sameness. We must choose to expand the table, not for optics or tokenism, but because that’s where the fullness of the Gospel comes alive.
Inclusion is not a trend. It’s a spiritual discipline. A theological calling. And it takes work. It means listening when it’s inconvenient, sharing power when it’s uncomfortable, and making space when it seems crowded.
A Safe and Sacred Space
The table should always be a safe and sacred space - a place where all are fed, all are known, and no one sits in the blind spot. It takes humility to admit when our tables have not reflected that. It takes courage to reshape them. But we must.
So as we pass the bread and lift the cup, let’s also look around - who is with us? Who is missing? Who has been pushed to the margins?
Let’s be the kind of community where no one has to run away just to feel seen. Let’s be the kind of church that always makes room - not just at the table, but at the center of the story.
After all, it was never just a supper. It was - and still is - a call to live out the table culture of Christ.
By Rev. Marvel Souza