There was something inside me, some hopeful, small faltering voice that said, “There‘s room for you.” I don‘t know why, but I trusted that voice.
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There was something inside me, some hopeful, small faltering voice that said, “There‘s room for you.” I don‘t know why, but I trusted that voice.
God made a world of extraordinary beauty, and sometimes the most important thing we can do is slow ourselves down enough to see it, hear it, smell it, taste it, enter into it.
“We love big stories….but sometimes being courageous means less, quieter, stiller, smaller.”
We were made to be the things that He is: forgivers, redeemers, second chance givers, truth tellers, hope bringers.
The food and table and the laughter help to create sacred space, a place to give someone the gift of words. That‘s what some of the best nights are about—sacred space and words of love.
Meals can be so much more than refueling stops. When we slow down to enjoy the food and the company and think about what we‘re doing, meals can nourish our spirits as well as our bodies.
When we stop to gather around the table and eat a meal made by someone‘s hands, we honor our bodies and the God who created them. And in that moment we acknowledge that even though life is fast and frantic, we‘re not machines and we do require nourishment, physically and otherwise.
Preparing food and feeding people brings nourishment not only to our bodies but to our spirits. Feeding people is a way of loving them, and it is a way of honoring our own createdness and fragility.
“…..it‘s not hard to decide what you want your life to be about. What‘s hard…is figuring out what you‘re willing to give up in order to do the things you really care about.”
