The Table (Thankful for the Wreckage)

[INTRO] This year’s been heavy, yeah, it bent our bones, Dreams got quiet, hearts turned to stone. But we kept a light on, through the fear and the ache, Pulled up one more chair, and passed the grace. [VERSE 1 ] There’s burn marks on the table where the candles used to lean, A chip in mama’s china from the year ’19. But every scratch and scar’s a story we’ve told, A history of love carved deep in the oak. [PRE-CHORUS ] And even when we’re broken, We still find our place All the empty seats are spoken for By mercy and by grace. [CHORUS] We’re thankful for the wreckage, For the ashes and the rain, For the way the hurt reminded us We still feel the same. So raise a glass to the laughter, To the ones we couldn’t save At the table we remember, And give thanks for what remains. [VERSE 2] The kids are growing older, we’re running out of space, Uncle Joe’s bad jokes still light up the place. We argue, we cry, then we all make a toast, To the saints and the sinners we miss the most. [BRIDGE ] Yeah, we lost some years, but we found our truth, Built a house on tears, but we raised our roots. Every storm that tried to tear us apart, Left another hymn in the strings of our hearts. “Pass the bread” pass forgiveness. “Pour the wine” pour grace. We’ve all got our scars, but we showed up anyway. [FINAL CHORUS ] Thankful for the wreckage, For the mess we made of time, For the second chances hiding In the cracks between the lines. Here’s to love that never leaves us, Even when it fades At the table, we are family, And that’s something God still saves. [OUTRO] So we’ll pull up one more chair, And pass the grace.