It took me all week to write this, because I was ashamed. On Sunday night, we resumed our “Second Sunday Dinner Party” after canceling it for two months due to COVID-19. This dinner was so, so different than the monthly meals our friends and I have prepared since December 2018. The obvious difference is fear... Continue Reading →
Comfort food when you’ve lost a friend
On Friday night, I made two big pans of lasagna. My son said that comfort food was what they needed, and when he thought about comfort food, he thought of lasagna. I had been waiting for such an opportunity, but I didn’t expect it to happen so soon. I didn’t expect it to be so... Continue Reading →
We give you thanks, O Lord.
For food in a world where many walk in hunger;For faith in a world where many walk in fear;For friends in a world where many walk alone;We give you thanks, O Lord. Amen. -- From "Blessed Be Our Table" (2003), Anglican Church of Canada -- Photo above: Women of Mountain View United Methodist Church (Dublin,... Continue Reading →
On pie and a pathway to healing
Tonight is the first time in a few years that Susan felt like doing a quintessentially autumnal ordinary meal photo, as she likes to say. Sometimes Susan and I think the ordinary things that used to seem fun and heartwarming will never hold any charm or interest again, with the losses we have undergone as... Continue Reading →
Y’all come to the table
"Come to the table." Those are four encouraging words, especially when you’re hungry for something. Even a bad day can end on a high note when you’re called to the table and something good is waiting for you. Gathering around the table to share a meal is so basic and natural to spending time with... Continue Reading →
I have called you by name; you are mine.
Somebody in this room has a piece of cake with his name on it. In fact, I’m told three people are here tonight with August birthdays. The giant monthly birthday cake has several names on it, but Walter, Isaiah, and Rommel reportedly have already picked up their personalized slices. The whole room is dining on... Continue Reading →
How unsweet tea led me to a sweet meeting in McDonald’s
I’ll share this story with a bit of sheepishness, because I think I almost missed out on a blessing. It takes a lot for me to get aggravated at any restaurant worker, because my sons and their friends work in restaurants and I know they are sometimes mistreated. But ... I went to a McDonald’s... Continue Reading →
Invitation to the table
I saw this photo on a pastor's page and had to share it. Gracianna, age 9, is the daughter of the Rev. Paige Pearson Wimberly, pastor at Newbern United Methodist Church and Mountain View United Methodist Church in Dublin, Virginia. After Gracianna spent two weeks with her grandparents in Florida, her mother traveled down to... Continue Reading →
God’s gift
And yet food is a gift from God. It represents God's love for us. This wonderful world that God created provides us with all that we need to live -- air, water, food, shelter -- the basic elements a person needs to live and function. It is no accident that our most profound sacrament, Holy... Continue Reading →
The way to a camper’s heart is through her stomach
One of the campers was asked what she liked best about this week. She raised both arms and said, “The food!” There are so many things for the children to like at Lookout. They’re busy all day with caving, kayaking, crafts, swimming, Bible study, rock climbing, and I even saw a guitar class yesterday. It’s... Continue Reading →