::Earth-Shattering Distinctives::

:: Thursday, May 19, 2005 ::

Writing Exercise #4
"Putting out the Welcome Mat"

From the exercise: "What entices you? How do you like to enter a new environment or get to know someone? Today write about what attracts you and makes you feel welcome; are they the same for you?"

I think this is a great exercise, since we've just moved to Kansas City from California, and we're getting to know new people. I also think it's a good exercise for Reformed Christians, since we have an unfortunately well-earned reputation for being people who are difficult to get to know, at least at first. And if we aren't that way ourselves, we know Reformed Christians who are.

I have to admit that I'm a difficult person to get to know. I'm very serious, and many people have accused me of being sad or mad when I'm simply just pensive. I'm one of those people who are always told, "SMILE!" I think I'm like a lot of Reformed Christians, who aren't necessarily unfriendly, but are insecure and cautious in new social situations. We don't want to say anything inappropriate or stupid, we don't want people to experience the same level of discomfort or embarrassment that we do; and underneath the shell of our elusive, intellectual, ducks- in- a- row exterior, exists soft tender flesh that wants to be loved, just like anyone else. We may not look like we are needy or that we want to be approached, but we do! So, in case anyone was interested, that's our secret.

People in our new church are very friendly as far as greetings and small talk, but it's taking some time to get to know them more deeply. I understand completely, because it takes time to get to know me. I can't get angry or impatient with my brothers and sisters, because I am them. I own their averted eyes, pursed lip smiles, feelings of caution and fear.

The Word of God tells us that a wise man chooses his friends carefully; and while I think many of us do, sometimes we can be overly cautious and miss out on some great fellowship. Obviously not all friendships are going to be the same. Friends are like shoes. Some we wear constantly and can't imagine not having, and others are worn every now and again. There are "every now and then" high heel friends, hobby and activity running shoes friends and cuddly constant loafer friends.

Are You a Hospital?

I remember our pastor preaching a sermon on hospitality recently. He spoke of having a small living space, and not feeling as though you can really practice hospitality. He mentioned that the cross was the ultimate expression of hospitality. It was service and sacrifice. While you may not have enough room in an apartment or a rented room, you can smile at a newcomer, invite a lonely friend over for sandwiches and coffee, ask a harried, anxious mom if you can pray together. We can give of ourselves. We don't have to always feed people. Sometimes people need a place to sleep. I love offering our bedroom to a mom with a sleepy child or baby. It's a privilege. And I enjoy the simplicity of a friend offering me a glass of water or asking me if they can help in the kitchen or carry in the groceries. I feel welcomed by smiles, hugs and simple, everyday conversation. And I try to extend the same, keeping in mind that hospitality is in our hearts and shown through our hands and feet, as we give to one another, and walk, carrying each other's burdens.

:: Mal du siecle 4:17 PM |