Today’s Reflection
A woman with some stature and resources moved to a small town that had lost its luster. To get acquainted in the neighborhood, she hosted a women’s gathering in her home—maybe a luncheon, maybe a tea. Wanting to honor her guests with her best, she brought out her valued china, linen napkins, and polished silver.
So far, so good. But the message intended was not the message received. . . . The guests left the home tallying up the disparities between the contents of their cabinets—Melmac and stainless and Grandma’s chipped luncheon plates—and the hostess’s finery. They talked among themselves: flaunting . . . putting on airs . . . not one of us.
God, show me ways to honor, not humiliate, my guests.
—Evelyn Bence, Room at My Table: Preparing Heart and Home for Christian Hospitality (Upper Room Books, 2014)
Today’s Question
Reflect on your experiences as a guest. Can you identify times when you’ve felt “out of your league” or even humiliated? [excerpted from Room at My Table] Join the conversation.
Today’s Scripture
Do not forget to show hospitality to strangers, for by so doing some people have shown hospitality to angels without knowing it.
—Hebrews 13:2 (NIV)
Prayer for the Week
Lord, you serve as a model for any host: you accept us as we are, even as you call us to be our best selves. As we serve others, give us a vision for anticipating the banquet we will someday, in some way, enjoy in your kingdom.
—Evelyn Bence, Room at My Table
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4 Comments
Most of my guest experiences have been at the homes of relatives or close friends. In the last 26 years there was only one time where I felt overwhelmed. I was the guest at a family whose members I did not know well. Lots of food, parents, brothers and sisters. A lovely setting I was uncomfortable despite their good intentions. I’m uncomfortable being the center of attention. Long before that at a school prom dinner I felt the same way.
Another warm day in the Mount Washington Valley. Expecting a walk with my friend Russ.
Lewiston ME is calmer today since the discovery yesterday of the murderer’s body. Armed with an assault weapon 18 people died in a matter of a very few minutes. Weapons of war belong in the military.
Prayers for the victims’ families and friends, the murderer’s family and friends. We all need God’s love, grace, and mercy. Thank You, Lord.
Amen. Robert. Thank you.
Humiliated is a strong word, but here’s something that comes to mind. Early in my lawyer career my family attended a gathering at the luxurious home of one of the most senior attorneys in the corporate legal department where I was working. Not many people had arrived yet, and my 7 year old daughter – proud from recently having had her first piano recital – saw the host’s beautiful grand piano in the parlor, with its piano bench slid out invitingly. My little girl glanced at me as if to ask “may I try it?” and I’m sure I nodded yes. She crawled up and player her simple piece (something like “The Happy Farmer” – I don’t remember exactly what it was. As she has slid back down to the floor I realized that the host was standing behind me with the look of fury on his face.. Unfortunately, I think my little one saw it too. Oh well. Lesson learned. 😀
I don’t think I have ever been humiliated as a guest, but I have been overlooked. I tend to shut down in groups not more that. A few people. I try to follow the examples of people who have a gift for hospitality, make others feel welcome and a part of things.
Prayers for the people of Lewiston Maine, that healing will come. Gracious God, give us peace.
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