Monday, May 5, 2014

Cinco de Family Dinner Night

 "This is what I want you to do:  I want you to tell someone you love them, and dinner's at six.  I want you to throw open your front door and welcome the people you love into the inevitable mess with hugs and laughter... I want you to gobble life up in huge bites, tasting everything, trying every new flavor, remembering every smell and texture like it's the best thing you've ever had.  I want you to live with wild and gorgeous abandon, throwing yourself into each day, telling the truth about who you are and who you are not, writing a love song to the world itself and to the God who made every inch of it.  I want you to invest yourself wholly and deeply in friendship, God's greatest evidence of himself here on earth.  More than anything, I want you to come to the table.  In all sorts of ways, both literally and metaphorically, come to the table.  We don't come to the table to fight or defend.  We don't come to prove or to conquer, to draw lines in the sand or to stir up trouble.  We come to the table because our hunger brings us there.  We come with a need, with fragility, with an admission of our humanity.  The table is the great equalizer, the level playing field many of us have been looking everywhere for.  The table is the place where the doing stops, the trying stops, the masks are removed, and we allow ourselves to be nourished, like children.  We allow someone else to meet our need.  In a world that prides people on not having needs, on going longer and faster, on going without, on powering through, the table is a place of safety and rest and humanity, where we are allowed to be as fragile as we feel.  If home is a body, the table is the heart, the beating center, the sustainer of life and health.  Come to the table."  Shauna Niequest from her book Bread and Wine

"I'm thankful for playing with Asher" -Zeke

Oh wow how the Lord has been speaking to my heart about the holiness of gathering around a table! 

Mondays are family dinner nights, or affectionately known as FDN, at my house.  We alternate houses and cooking duty, but my nephew David always provides the cute. 


More thoughts to come for sure. 

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