Easter: A Seat at the Table

Welcome to my very first blog post. After walking through a long season of healing and restoration—a personal winter dedicated to letting my body recover and learning how to sit at the table with Jesus—I have much to share, especially as we approach Easter and reflect on what it truly means.

There’s so much I could talk about today, but I want to begin with something deeply personal: the journey of intimacy I’ve developed with Jesus. For a while now, I’ve been meeting Him at the table—a place of rest, conversation, and healing. In my heart, I’ve pictured it like a small breakfast table in a quiet room, round and simple, with just two chairs. I would sit there with Him, sometimes talking and laughing, other times holding His hands and crying, even resting my head on the table in silence.

This picture became a rhythm in my life—a sacred habit. I learned to go to that table with Jesus, just to be with Him, to talk about what was bothering me, or simply to process what I was feeling that day. At first, it wasn’t easy. Thoughts flooded my mind—“Do I really have this kind of access? Shouldn’t I do something to earn the right to come to Him anytime I want? How could I possibly repay such kindness?”

I was on a journey—digging deep into my soul to truly grasp how deeply Jesus loves me.

And what a revelation that was.

When I had questions about my children, my husband Tommy, or the future, I’d return to that table. One day, something made it all feel even more real: I realized I had access to the refrigerator. Yes, the fridge. You know you’re family when you can walk into someone’s kitchen and open the refrigerator without asking. That’s when I knew—I wasn’t just a guest in the Father’s house. I was His daughter.

In another moment of prayer, I saw a vision of the Father showing me a seat at a grand table—with my name on it. That seat had been there all along, just for me.

I always knew God loved me, but did I truly understand how powerful that love is? We’ve all heard that He died on the cross for us, but do we know what that actually means for us today? The depth of His love is indescribable. There are no words for the level of closeness and access I now walk in. And with that, has come a deep, unwavering peace that guards my heart, mind, and spirit every single day.

During the winter season of my life, I learned what it means to walk in rest. It’s the place where you stop striving, stop trying to figure everything out, and release the pressure to have it all together. Some things in life are simply too heavy for us—and we were never meant to carry them alone.

Jesus said in Matthew 11:28–30:
"Come to Me, all who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light."

I meditated on that verse over and over until one day, I began to truly feel the exchange. The enemy would try to burden me with thoughts of fear—What about the future? Have I already done my part in God’s plan? Is He done with me? And when those thoughts would come, so would stress and even physical symptoms. But I’ve learned: I don’t have to carry any of it. I return to the table. I give it back to Jesus. He paid the price so I could be free—spirit, soul, and body.

One of the greatest breakthroughs came when my mentor reminded me: “Chantell, God doesn’t just use you for a season and then put you on the shelf. He’s not done with you. He’s taking you deeper for the next level of your calling.”

That word pierced my heart. God was calling me to a new season of discovery. A deeper revelation of what His death—and His resurrection—means for my life right now. And when you begin to live from that truth every day, everything changes.

This Easter, I invite you to do the same.

Think about how often you pull up a chair to the table with Jesus. He died to give you full access to that relationship. What does that mean for you today?

Take more time this week to just sit and talk with Him. Share your heart. Ask Him questions. Listen. The more you do, the more real His presence becomes—and the more you'll experience that supernatural connection you were created for.

A Prayer for You:

Heavenly Father, thank You for loving me and for giving Your life so I could live. Thank You for giving me access to Your heart—to sit with You, to talk with You, to grow in my relationship with You. Help me walk in the fullness of this relationship. Reveal Your vision for my life and guide me into this new season with confidence and peace. In Jesus' name, Amen.

This Easter, I pray your hope is renewed—not only in what Christ did on the cross, but in the victory of His resurrection. Because He is alive, He meets you at the table. Not as a distant Savior, but as a present and loving Friend.