A banner is a flag that identifies an army--it tells for whom the soldiers fight. The one that He carried in His fight for us identified Him as fighting for love. Not for dominance--His desire was not to suppress us, enslave us, or force us under His authority. He fought for the sake of love...to set us free. So that He could bring us into His "banqueting house"--the place of abundance where all our needs are met.
He humbled Himself and came as a baby in a manger...under a banner of love. He walked dusty roads of human discomfort and sorrow...under a banner of love. He healed, taught and fed the hungry...under a banner of love. He willingly endured agony unto death on a cross...under a banner of love.
He now sits at the right hand of the Father and the banner is still waving...and He's inviting you and me to come and sit and feast at His table. To taste of His love and freedom. I see Him calling the weak and the weary and the wounded to come and savour His goodness, to be healed and refreshed.
Come, sit under His banner of love.
Song of Songs 2:4