Continuing the discussion on hospitality…

Faith House alum and all around AMAZING person Rachel asked Kiersten to write a guest post for her blog Potluck with Jesus on the subject of Hospitality.  As you may remember, the house just held a discussion on hospitality as part of our ONSP monthly discussion group, so it seemed fitting that we continue the discussion.  Potluck with Jesus is an invitation to explore food justice through Lent.  Check it out!

In the comments section either here or on Rachel’s blog, let us know what is your best memory of hospitality?

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3 thoughts on “Continuing the discussion on hospitality…

  1. My best memory of hospitality. It getting a call from a former faith house member asking if I minded if a young man would come to stay with us for the night as the shelter he was staying was no longer an option. Of course the answer was yes. He stayed longer than a night, more like a few months. It wasnt easy, there were moments of tension and conflict, it didn’t even end on amazing terms. But its my best memory because it showed the struggle and the thought and the time and the potential of hospitality.

  2. My best memory of hospitality is that of arriving and staying in the Cuban village of Cuatro Esquinas, in Matanzas province – coming to stay for a number of weeks during the months of my CIDA internship in Cuba, in 2008. A lineup of people from the village were there to meet my CIDA partner Rachael and I, each kissing and hugging us one by one, and saying ‘Buenas’ or ‘Mucho gusto.’ Not one person had a smile that seemed pasted on, but a spirit of excitement that met us as strangers being brought into their unique community for an extended moment of sharing. This proved to be the place, of the several Cuban communities I stayed in, where we were made to feel most at home. There was radical hospitality in the way they brought us into the daily activities of the village – making food, singing, conversation, games with children, and all of the farming activities we took part in. There was only one telephone in the whole village, and not a single paved road. People were preoccupied with the beauty and simplicity of their daily work, and with being together and caring for one another. This experience taught me that hospitality can be something that transcends mere propriety.

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