“True hospitality is marked by an open response to the dignity of each and every person” ~Kathleen Norris
It comes as no surprise to anyone who has been reading my blog for a while that hospitality has become extremely important to me. The excitement I get when I have guests coming over for dinner is sometimes more than I can take. Planning the menu, the drinks, the “to-do” lists, yes lists. Dreaming about what I hope takes place during that meal; the conversations, the endless fellowship I romance in my head. The catching up with friends and family, the announcing of engagements and pregnancies, or new jobs. The everyday life that needs to be worked thru or pain and anguish that needs consoling and maybe some chocolate. And it all happens at our dining room table. I really love this article about a table being a place of brokenness and connection, written by Barry Jones. Among so many interesting and touching points the author makes, he starts his article with the struggle of having to get rid of his kitchen table, because of all of the memories and stories and heartaches that took place there. Have you ever shared in his struggle?
Have you ever taken the time to notice how much of Jesus’ ministry happened around food? I think everyone, whether you’re Christian or not, can appreciate where I am about to go. Jesus fed thousands from one simple meal, and turned water into wine. Arguably the most important teaching Jesus had for his disciples happened over a meal, a feast. We come humbled before God, thanking Him over wine and bread, during the Lord’s supper. What is it about sharing a meal, about breaking bread with other people that is so sacred? Well, if you look at food being a gift, as well as the people we share it with, we find that the whole act of sharing a meal together is a gift as well; an experience given to us to allow for joy and pain with one another. All we need is a table, open hearts and a simple invitation: come and eat!
I have been reading the most lovely books on this particular subject, written by women who’s heart’s live for hospitality and fellowship. They have poured their lives out onto pages, for crazy, stay at home moms like me to read, relate to and desire for. Books like “Bread and Wine: A Love Letter to Life Around the Table”, and “Come and Eat: A Celebration of Love and Grace Around the Everyday Table”. The desire I have for hosting people in my home, does not come from my upbringing, no sir. In fact, I am not sure where exactly it does come from, but I do know that God has instilled it in me. I want to spend this year opening up my home, opening up my table to everyone that walks thru my door. I don’t want to miss the opportunity to be present with everyone that I love, and bless them with a warm meal in their bellies. I long for my home to be a place of comfort, familiarity for those who occupy it. A place everyone seems to want to gather!
God created the act of sharing a meal together as a time for offering, of ourselves to one another. A time to really lay it all out there, to be known and get to know others. It’s a time to truly fellowship, to show love and be loved. And finally, it’s a place to come and eat, to be fed physically and emotionally, by each other and by God. Don’t miss the ministry that’s happening around your dining room tables, kitchen tables, coffee tables, picnic tables. It’s a ministry that’s so important, so crucial to families and friends. It’s a sacred place in our homes that should be celebrated often. Now, go invite someone over for dinner.
Until Next time…