The pot was boiling away, the signal that it was ready for me to submerge the pasta in it's heated water. Adding salt and spaghetti, I stirred to break apart the noodles while thinking of our dear friends who would be eating this meal as a family.
Only it would't be as a joyous occasion. Our friends had experienced loss and they were in mourning over a loved one.
Dan suggested I make a meal and he would pick up some groceries containing quick dinners for a few days. Just so she would't have to think of dinner for her family. So she could just be with her family.
I prayed my dinner would ease their burden somewhat.
I thought of moments when a home cooked meal, a thoughtful note, a caring phone call brought life back to my heart. And even in the happiest of moments, the thoughtfulness of others always encouraged me. Always brought a smile and warmth to my heart.
I think of my two girlfriends who were expecting little ones this past year. When their darling babies arrived, no one ministered. From the church. Family helped if they lived locally. Sure there were congratulations and well wishes...but I wonder about the attitude of hospitality.
It seems so old fashioned here in California. Or maybe, we just weren't taught the true principles of hospitality. To share gifts of food, conversation and comfort. To not just send a email, tweet, text or facebook messages, although those are good! But to be hospitable, to cook for someone, clean their house, give a new mommy a nap....to celebrate with them in a joyous occasion or mourn alongside them during a difficult season....is when we see the church doing what God want of us.
"Above all, keep loving one another earnestly, since love covers a multitude of sins. Show hospitality to one another without grumbling. As each has received a gift, use it to serve one another, as good stewards of God's varied grace..." 1 Peter 4:8-10 (ESV)
Does your church practice hospitality within its members and to those outside? Do you?