Hospitality is not an optional virtue. Hospitality is the sacrificial form that divine love takes in God’s repaired Kingdom. The heart of God does not beat to the rhythms of power but to the kindness extended to the stranger, the bread broken for the hungry, and the space made for the weary traveler.
This reminds me of the time I went to the bus stop to go to church and I saw a man sitting outside a store playing an instrument in the cold. I was taking a box of cookies to church to share, so I took out a sleeve of cookies and gave it to the stranger. The stranger asked me, if I had enough for myself. I cried because he was worried about me having enough.
This reminds me of the time I went to the bus stop to go to church and I saw a man sitting outside a store playing an instrument in the cold. I was taking a box of cookies to church to share, so I took out a sleeve of cookies and gave it to the stranger. The stranger asked me, if I had enough for myself. I cried because he was worried about me having enough.
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