07 Nov '14, 3pm
For far too many years I’ve used the excuse of my introverted personality to avoid practicing hospitality.
For far too many years I’ve used the excuse of my introverted personality to avoid practicing hospitality. I’ve joked that it’s not my spiritual gift. I’ve convinced myself that it’s entirely too awkward for all involved for us to host and not know what to do with any of the people who show up. I fight the nagging worry of “what if no one shows up?” Which balances nicely with the follow up worry: “What if people actually show up?” I would read books where hospitality was a grand affair. Dinner parties with fancy linens and elaborate menus. Every detail planned and perfected for the ultimate guest experience. It felt impossible to achieve and the small talk it required felt forced and uncomfortable. My heart desired to gather friends together around the table for an evening of easy laughter and sparkling lights, and what inevitably happened was awkward conversation and potl...