There’s a couple at the congregation I attend that truly have the gift of hospitality. I’ve never known two people more involved in looking for ways to help others, and who more than occasionally open up their home and feed people. I know that making a blog post about them would probably embarrass them, but if you worship where I do, and you read this blog, odds are good you know exactly who I’m talking about.
Case in point: “Come over for ham sandwiches before Bible study.” the email announced. When we arrived, we discovered what “ham sandwiches meant.” It was an actual, Christmas ham, carved into sandwich sized pieces. It meant wheat and white bread, different kinds of cheeses, three kinds of dip, beverage choices, and a warm brownie served with ice cream. All of this was laid out beautifully in a warm, comfortable home. The hosts were not only generous with their food and house, but they are the sort of people you wish to talk to, if for no other reason than because they ask about you. They really want to know what’s going on with you.
I say all this to state that I’d like to learn that sort of hospitality. Id’ like to have my marital home be the sort of place that people are always welcome and always, no matter how small the house is, made to feel comfortable. I’m not entirely sure how to go about this, but it’s definitely a goal of mine. Perhaps you have some ideas?