Nurturing Faith Through Feasting, One Meal at a Time

My adult kids kept coming in to the kitchen tonight saying, “I am so hungry. Please can we eat soon.” They each snuck spoonfuls out of my French casserole. Herbed brown rice seasoned with my secrets, slowly baked chicken breast awash with olive oil, wine, herbs d’province and a little extra thyme and a dollop of sour cream was nested between green beans with sea-salt and oil with avocados adorning the rice. Candlelight and music set the stage for a theological conversation that brought deep joy to my mama heart.

We have been meeting this way for thousands and thousands of meals, delighting in one another. Hearing the love of Christ defended this evening between each bite, talking of God’s manifest love in the midst of a dark world, peaking into the souls of each one as they shared their heartfelt convictions made a very tiring and exhausting day worthwhile.

There is a point when at times one can say, “They were listening. It has mattered. They have been transformed by the life-giving messages that they now own.”

Of course, such a work of life takes a very long time and lots of love and patience. But seeing the Holy Spirit light a fire in each one is worth all the work it has cost us.

Off to be with my precious’s because I know this time will pass. But just wanted to share my evening with you. And sending lots of love. Sally

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