A week ago during the usual bedtime chaos, my phone beeped with a message from our cell leader to remind us about Bible Study. We volunteered to host the study as it makes it so much easier to have the girls in their own beds. But that night I was feeling terrible with a runny nose and sore throat, and both girls had not been well either.
In the midst of the madness I shouted to my husband to reply to the message for both of us, and carried on with the bedtime story to try and get some peace and quiet so I could prepare for bed.
Although I was too sick to attend and I disappeared off to bed, I was able to read my husband’s reply to the rest of the group:
“The door is open and the kettle is warm.”
I remember reading it in amazement, that in the midst of the chaotic, germ infected household, he was still able to welcome people into our home with a smile on his face. He even cleaned up behind our little tornadoes, and prepared all the coffee cups for their arrival.
It was such a lesson for me on hospitality. To remember to look out for the needs of others above my own.
1 Peter 4 vs 9
“Be hospitable to one another without complaint.”