"What can I do for you, Lord?" I've asked as my heart and soul is quite restless lately. There is a tugging. A yearning. A desire to do more for Christ's Kingdom. Yet, I did not know what? How? Where? Then Sunday my reply came through a question my Pastor asked the congregation from the pulpit, "What can you do at home?" The floodgates of my mind were opened as answers came pouring in from above. Now today also confirmed.
I have quite a unique situation, and if looked through the lens of optimism, is quite grand. I do not punch a time clock. There are no quotas to be had. No demands to be met. Only time. Time to pray. Time to rest. Time to maintain our home, providing love and care for our family of 6.
And I have a kitchen table. Made of sturdy oak, stained in places with vibrant colors by markers and spilled nail polish. Beautiful memories dance within my heart of loved ones gathered here to celebrate birthdays, anniversaries, holidays, and graduations. Coffee sipped. Tears shed. Joyful laughter. Hands held together in prayer. Yes. I have a table and it welcomes you.
"...Each life can be improved with a listening ear and a cup of tea when one becomes the conductor of life to all who will sit at their table." ~ Sally Clarkson
