This Friday on the podcast, I’ll talk more about my why for putting together a small group “Clumsy Hospitality.” Wanted to share some thoughts with you now, while they’re fresh on my mind.
There’s been a theme buzzing all around my church community lately. The sermon series we’re in is called “The Generous Table” and the images on the screen and at the front of the sanctuary where we meet on Sunday mornings- it all looks so inviting. But I gotta tell ya-
I am intimidated by this whole idea of hospitality.
For me, the experiences I associate with hospitality left me feeling inadequate… falling short….I’d compare myself to others and think,
I can’t do this. I’m just not good enough to host actual humans in my home.
I realized- I’m the one who made it so hard on myself. I was shooting for perfection… I wanted the meal to be made from scratch and I wanted the house to look perfect… I wanted everything to be JUST perfect! These were ridiculously high and unrealistic expectations.
And I’m tired of living this way. I don’t want to submit to these insecurities any more. Thankfully, I’m surrounded by loving people who help me to see- it’s not about that.
And the Word of God confirms it- Hospitality is a state of mind. Like worship. Zacheus probably didn’t have much time to run home and tidy up before Jesus announced He was coming over in Luke 19. (Incidentally, did you know- in most cultures, including mine, this is the most honoring thing you can do? Inviting yourself over is not considered rude anywhere but here.)
Hospitality is about opening your heart (and yes, home) but it doesn’t have to be perfect or fancy. I’m warming up to the idea. Just talking about it almost makes me want to dabble in putting together a colorful charcuterie board.
(Who’m I kiddin???? I’m not gonna do that!)
I’ll start small- I’ll invite a couple of neighbors over and I’ll cook ahead so I’m not stressed. It will be a simple crockpot meal and we’ll play a game afterwards on the patio under the little twinkling lights I found at Target.
Maybe it won’t be a complete disaster and maybe I’ll do it again.
If you’d like to grow past your own insecurities around hospitality, email me soon. I’m gonna keep it small. But I’d LOVE to have you! firstname.lastname@example.org
Bye for now, Love!