This week I had the chance to listen to a great talk on hospitality that really has me thinking.
Phil’s main points were that hospitality is not a gift, but a practice, and that hospitality is more than sharing food (he had other great points as well).
I was raised in a home where hospitality meant having the house all cleaned up and putting a really good meal on the table for people. I’m not as naturally tidy as my mother (stop laughing B), which puts an added roadblock. I’ve always felt a big weight to cook fancy dinners with elegant desserts, which often have led me to putting off having people over until I had more time/energy/money.
When I moved to England I didn’t have a home of my own to invite people to. It felt odd not to be able to cook for my friends or share space with them when they needed it. It challenged me to think about hospitality and what it meant if it wasn’t feeding your friends. What does hospitality mean when you’re on a limited budget and can’t make splashy meals for people? How do I share space when I don’t own any space?
One of Phil’s points that has given me a lot to think about is that hospitality is about sharing your life with people. It’s not just about putting a nice meal on the table, but making people feel welcomed in your home. It’s about opening yourself up to people. Yes, it will often involve food as well, but there’s something very spiritual about eating together and sharing your stories together.
Tuesday night we were having a couple over for dinner and I was a little stressed that the dinner was not fancy enough or that the house wasn’t nice enough. It took a huge weight off my shoulders to think of hospitality in this new way. In an interesting twist, we also ended up sharing our stories after dinner and we ended the evening feeling like we had all known each other forever.
The text Phil used has also given me a lot to think about. It’s the familiar story of Zacchaeus the tax collector:
When Jesus reached the spot, he looked up and said to him, “Zacchaeus, come down immediately. I must stay at your house today.” So he came down at once and welcomed him gladly.
All the people saw this and began to mutter, “He has gone to be the guest of a ’sinner.’ “
But Zacchaeus stood up and said to the Lord, “Look, Lord! Here and now I give half of my possessions to the poor, and if I have cheated anybody out of anything, I will pay back four times the amount.”
Jesus said to him, “Today salvation has come to this house, because this man, too, is a son of Abraham. For the Son of Man came to seek and to save what was lost.”
There’s no big conversion moment. Jesus doesn’t whip out the four spiritual laws or a pamphlet. Yet, he said that salvation came to the house. Does this mean that hospitality, generousity, and justice have some redeeming power? It’s a complex question that will take some time to puzzle over, but there is definitely something very important that happens when Jesus goes to people’s houses for a meal. Hospitality was very very important to Jesus and should be very very important to us. Not in a Martha Stewart perfect way, but in an open hearted way.
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