Comfort Me

It doesn't require a great investment of money to enjoy a meal with family and friends...the plates, even the table and chairs in my house were purchased from the thrift shop where Mom volunteered. What I have discovered is that the greatest reward is not how fancy the meal, but the time I spend eating the meal with my friends and family. We eat, we talk, we enjoy our moment of community. I've come to believe that our country, even our world, would be a different place if we took the time to share a meal each evening. Is this placing too much importance on a single meal? I don't think so. This time together, sharing the details of our day as we cook the meal, and then sitting at the table and conversing as we eat the food, creates an endpoint to the day, a safe place to call home, a communion that we will not find elsewhere. I challenge you to try this: share three meals together in one week...see what a difference it makes. God bless you.... Suzanne Elizabeth Anderson