Welcome to our home ~
You will find love and joy within.
This is the sign beside my back door. (Or at least it was before the kids had a light saber fight on the back porch the other day – I better check that it’s still there.) I cross-stitched it to hang in my home when we were first married. I love that sign. I love all that it means. I’d love to have it be true.
Recently someone has “accused” me of being hospitable. OH how I wish this were true. I know hospitable people – and it oozes from them like a candy bar in August…sitting on the dash board….while you were grocery shopping. (Just a guess, of course… 🙄 ) Hospitality does NOT ooze from me.
Growing up, my grandmother was the quintessential entertainer. She would have made Martha Stewart slither from a room in shame. I remember attending a fall card party she was having. She made meatballs to look like porcupines, cut the cheese slices into fall leaves, made fall leaf sugar cookies, served hot spiced cider and created a veritable FOREST from the veggie tray. OH – and made (MADE) ceramic mugs for each guest, covered in little mushrooms for their hot soup. The coup de grace was the popover tree, filled with fall-colored cream fillings and drizzled with caramel sauce. (HUSH winkies, REAL people don’t make desserts like that.) 😉 Furthermore, Grandma’s napkins ALWAYS matched her aprons. I neither WANT to spend that kind of time on food/preparation, nor can I. (Anyone with children can imagine what type of chaos would be reigning after I spent a month in the kitchen preparing an array of this magnitude.)
Contrast my grandmother with my mother – having guests was a fun time, but we were all too exhausted from preparing the house to enjoy them. We would work like lunatics to try and bring the disorder of our home into something that resembled clean to allow our guests entrance into our home.
What does being hospitable mean to you? How do you define hospitable? Do you excel at it? Are you “ok” at it? Do you like it?
Biblically we’re called to do it – so I WANT to do it and do it well, to honor my Lord. But, I stink at it. So, Ladies, step up to the plate and ….no wait, that’s someone else in my life…would you all please simply gently leave your comments? 😉 I want to grow in this area of my life. I NEED to grow in this area of my life. I need your help. (Jenna, there BETTER be a response here from you – this is an area that you excel!! and winkies, BE GENTLE!) 😉