Nothing would be more tiresome than eating and drinking
if God had not made them a pleasure as well as a necessity.
In a few weeks Easter will be celebrated and families and friends will gather together to honor a risen King; we'll do so around a sacred family alter: the dining room table.
What is it about holiday celebrations with family and friends or family reunions or covered dish dinners that render us expectant and eager for the next one?
Certainly enjoying the company of those we love plays an important part. Re-connecting spackles the relational chasm created by time and geography's separation.
Tradition is key, too. Healthy traditions strengthen and bind families, bridge the gap between generations, and pass along family customs.
But if I'm being perfectly honest, I get a teensy-weensy bit (too) excited about the…
f o o d.
I feel shallow admitting that, but maybe, just maybe, sometimes sharing a meal–or even a single dish–is not just Biblical but deeply spiritual.
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how I make this connection, and also to submit
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Why, it's a yummy (in)courage covered dish dinner!
Saw this post on InCourage….love it, and it’s so true! I linked up a great recipe that I got from a friend after I had a baby and it’s become a favorite around our house! My friends and I used a meal scheduling website called Mealbaby.com whenever we are planning meals for babies, deaths, etc. If you haven’t seen it before, check it out…so so helpful! Love your blog…I’ll be back for sure!
Love this. Thank you for the encouragement. I just started having once a month dinner parties again….it has been fun opening up our home. The food is more the catalyst and is really secondary to the fellowship that goes on….
Logan, what a GREAT tool to help coordinate meals. Thanks for the heads up on that site (and thanks for sharing a recipe, too).
Barbara, I like how your perspective, “food as a catalyst” for something more; it’s the means to the ends: fellowship! Great way of phrasing that :).
I love food and everything that it represents. It’s such a sacred thing in so many ways. In high school my friends and I went to the river with a KFC picnic. As we stuffed our faces I said,”The meaning of life is chicken” (as if there is only one meaning). What I meant was that people gather around food (frequently fried chicken) to celebrate, mourn, connect and so on. I love the way food brings us together. It’s why food is one of my passions.