Sunday Dinner

photo (5)Thanks to yesterday’s bounty, we can have pie today. An unusual treat for this household, since I gave up serious cooking and baking when the kids got old enough to do it for themselves.  (Maybe something I’ll re-discover this year? We’ll see.)

But today’s real feast was the unexpected gift of uplifting words from a couple of friends who hurried over after Mass to ask about an ongoing health issue. Add in a warm welcome into a Sunday class from our deacon and his assistant, and, well, my emotional menu has soared into the five-star-restaurant range.

We forget how vital it is, those words of support. They may seem like insignificant crumbs to you, the giver, but they can be life-giving nourishment to the recipient.

Thank you, friends. Today, I have that most fragile and elusive of treasures, hope.

A reminder from Emily:

“Hope” is the thing with feathers –
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all –


Has someone served you some hope lately? Or have you offered some to someone else?


2 thoughts on “Sunday Dinner

  1. Sally Hubbard

    My dear brilliant friend and favorite Apple Sorter. I finally got here–and have read six articles. It’s so easy to visualize them in a lovely book. I love the incorporated photos and poems. Believe it or not I am publishing one small book with the help/skill of a local graphic artist, and then a second one will follow. First my Uganda Impressions, then my caregiving poems. I know you’re in pain, and am charmed that you can write so that it seems easy, seems to flow, like Emily Dickinson. St. Mary’s Sewanee has a Dickinson retreat scheduled for Feb. 14-15. Maybe we could go together. Love, Sally



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