
Wednesday is the day for our lectio divina group meeting. The lectionary reading of the gospel this week was only three verses long, so for once we meditated upon the entire selection (Matthew 10:40-42). I was given the word "welcome," which opened up my view to hospitality, not only in welcoming someone but also to paying attention to each one I meet.
Last night's neighborhood barbecue was fun. Almost everyone came, which reminded me of how elderly the people living on our block are. Houses are starting to turn over, like the one that my husband remodeled next door to our house and where a family moved in with a three-year-old. Everyone brought desserts! We had hot dogs and hamburgers and dessert. There were too many desserts left over, so the one family with four children took them all home, which was a relief to a sugar-holic like me!
The dogs were pretty good, but when they kept barking were put in the back bedroom.
The lectio today brought back the memory of how people greet each other in Zambia. A person stops in front of another person and shakes his/her hand and asks, "How are you?" They both wait until each gives that information. When departing, they shake hands again. What a difference to us in the USA, where we say in passing, "How are you?" as we walk by. This attentive welcome is a form of hospitality.
I am also realizing that when I was
castigated in my meeting last week, no one was being hospitable to me. The speakers did not care that their words and attitudes were distressing me, and the others did not interrupt or say anything. Usually, I worry about others, but in this case, I know I was not important except as the scapegoat. It is important to pay attention with care to the other. I hope I will remember this.
I was excited to hear about daughter AE being awarded for having the best GPA in the Korean Studies Program this year. She earned her master's degree this past month. Today she was given the news that she's been given a round-trip ticket to Korea! Not only am I proud of her, but I am very happy for this surprising reward.
MJ called me, which she cannot do from camp. It's her day off, and she and another friend drove to this friend's house in San Antonio to spend the night. Cell phones work when you're in San Antonio! In 2 1/2 weeks she'll come home.