A common table is a great equalizer. It says we sit at the same level and eat the same food, sharing the same need and enjoying the same grace. And Christian hospitality requires us to do that with people less like ourselves.
Throw in a little foksy gospel, some sing along, and a hint of story telling about life on the road, and the house concert its own charm. Not to mention some really great bass, but I have my biases.
Dysfunctional families often turn inward, hiding their pains and focusing on their problems while healthy families turn outward, opening themselves to others, sharing God’s blessings without reservation.
Every college should have a front porch, a place where students can actually learn something. Discipleship is just a kind of hospitality after all.
We should all be about the work of sheltering each other, providing momentary sanctuary.