“. . . breaking bread from house to house, they ate their food with gladness and simplicity of heart,
and having favor with all the people.
And the Lord added to the church daily those who were being saved.” ~ Acts 2:46
Something happens at a table where bread is broken together. Maybe the bread broken together is turkey, roast beef or salmon. . . maybe a slice of ham. Maybe it’s buttery grilled cheese sandwiches. Maybe there’s carrots, salad. . . roasted asparagus, leeks, potatoes, Brussel sprouts. Maybe there’s water, sweet tea, a glass of wine. And desserts – maybe it’s graham crackers and marshmallow cream. Maybe it’s a cranberry cheesecake, a flourless chocolate torte. Maybe it’s modjeskas, sugar cookies. . . chess bars. Maybe it’s a pie – Coconut? Peach? Normandy?
Maybe it’s a Story Dessert – like a Story Pie, Story Cookies, Story Cakes, Story candies. . . desserts with His Stories and Her Stories. . . passed down becoming a part of the Family Story. Sharing a Story Dessert. . . or a Story Dish is an intimate kind of breaking bread. It pulls those who sit around the table into the Family Story – and, whether they were born into the family or were invited to the Family Table – when they pull up a chair and break bread, they become part of that Family Story. Sitting around the table, breaking bread together with gladness and simplicity of heart involves sharing stories – big stories, little stories, sad stories, funny stories. . . soul stories.
Cooking is more than cooking. Sitting around the table is more than sitting around the table. . . and breaking bread around that table – no matter what that bread looks like – is so much more than buttering up a roll and filling bellies. It’s about filling souls. God designed us to break bread – physically, spiritually and emotionally.
“There are many in the world dying for a piece of bread, but there are many more dying for a little love.” St. Teresa of Calcutta
Sometimes breaking bread feeds those needing God’s kind of love.
Relationships are built, grown, mended in this sitting around the table, in this breaking of the bread. Lives can be changed one story at a time shared around the table. Of course, you might not see that change when the dishes are put away. It might be days, weeks, years. . . but breaking bread plants seeds. Gives second chances, third chances, seven times seven chances. . . chances for change, for soul change, for salvation change.
Sometimes those who usually sit in the chairs aren’t there – for good, bad or sad reasons. Yet God designed us to break bread, called us to Feed His Sheep – those He gave us through birth and those He gave us through community. Those that are easy to love – and those that challenge that love is, indeed, unconditional. Each person becomes a part of the story of the breaking of the bread. If a chair is empty, invite someone to fill it, trusting God has the seed planting and watering taken care of for those who choose not to be there, while you break bread with those who chose to come, to sit, to share their stories.
Paul talked about how he planted, Apollos watered and God gives the increase(1 Corinthians 3:6). Sometimes watering and planting look like a two people talking over a cuppa in the local coffee shop. Sometimes watering and planting look like sharing a plate of grilled cheese. Sometimes it looks like a Feast. Sometimes, it looks like Hamburgers & Hotdogs. Sometimes, it looks like Wild Apple Ginger tea in a cup. Sometimes the stories shared go in the size of a mustard seed – to grow, grOW, GROW into just what God-designed it should.
Don’t underestimate the God-infused power of sitting around a table and breaking bread.
“They devote themselves every day to what Jesus taught: to prayer, to fellowship, to breaking of bread together. They shared what they owned; they served each other’s needs. Ethnic barriers came down as they became known by the way they loved each other. It’s a different community, devoted to a Jesus way of life with God.” — John Ortberg
Who are you going to break bread with this Christmas Season? Who’s going to fill the empty chairs? Who has a story you haven’t heard but so very much need to hear?
“Now it came to pass, as He sat at the table with them,
that He took bread, blessed and broke it, and gave it to them.
Then their eyes were opened and they knew Him;
and He vanished from their sight.“
~ Luke 24: 30-31
A long time ago, I took this recipe and modified it for my grandmother. Whole pecans gave her diverticulitis, so I thought, maybe, if I turned the pecans into pecan dust, she would be able to eat something she once enjoyed so very well. She wouldn’t try it. Maybe she was too cautious. She was a brave woman – a strong woman but in this area, she chose not to be. Yet, she came, sat around the table and loved listening to all the stories. She didn’t try my pie, but it her strength and courage showed me how to be strong and not give up – even when someone chooses not to try your pie. A few years later, it won a pie contest at my husband’s company picnic. Her story has been passed down to my sons with this pie – a pie that is one of their very favorites, a sit long and talk much kind of pie.
1 Cup sugar
1/2 Cup all-purpose flour
1/2 Cup (1 stick) melted butter
2 eggs, slightly beaten
1 tablespoon maple syrup
1-6 oz. pkg, semi-sweet chocolate chips
1 Cup pecans, reduced to Pecan Dust consistency
1 tsp vanilla extract or bourbon
1-9 inch unbaked pie shell
Mix sugar and flour. Add melted butter. Stir. Then add 2 eggs and vanilla/bourbon. Stir. Add tablespoon of maple syrup. Add chocolate chips and pecan dust, stirring until evenly distributed. Bake in a 9-inch pie shell for 1 hour at 350°.
I always like to place pie in the oven just as I sit down to dinner with friends. By the time we finish, so then is the pie. Top with homemade whipping cream. If you need to make ahead of time, heating each piece up in the microwave is recommended for full flavor. However, even served at room temperature, the Normandy Pie will disappear quickly.
Remember Me Monday: #57 & Linky
“I’ll make a list of God’s gracious dealings,
all the things God has done that need praising,
All the generous bounties of God,
his great goodness to the family of Israel—
. love extravagant.”
~ Isaiah 63:7, The Message
In the Old Testament, God repeatedly, quietly and loudly, tells his children, “You have forgotten me!” (Jeremiah 3:32, Ezekiel 22:12, to name a few). It’s a heart cry from a father to a child who has forgotten all the love, all the saving, helping, little and big blessings – and it leaves me stunned when I realize our Father, the creator of the universe, who knows things I cannot begin to fathom, who authors storylines that leave me amazed, delights in all of us so much, He cries out, “Remember Me.”
While every day is a Remember God Day, I am inviting you to join me on Monday mornings to come by and remember what God has done for you, for your family. Maybe God sent a cardinal darting out in front of you, as if to tell you, “I’m here,” or broke a child’s fever after you laid it all down at His feet in a 2 a.m. bedside vigil. Maybe He stood with you in the wait of a prayer sent out, or brought someone you loved to Christ. Maybe He healed your broken heart, gave your courage, or you gave Him your dreams as a love offering only to have Him give them back in an unimaginable way. Maybe God helped you survive to bedtime after a crazy Monday, or forgive yourself for missing it with your kiddos –– Whatever it is, let’s Remember Him. . . in a “Remember Me Monday” love letter.
“My mouth will tell of your righteousness,
Of your salvation all the day long,
Though I know not its measure.
I will come and proclaim your mighty acts, O Sovereign Lord”
~ Psalm 71:15-16.
Let us delight in Him by telling the stories of what He’s done! If you wrote a blog post remembering what He’s done for you, join the linky. If you didn’t but still want to praise Him for what He’s done – write it in the comment section. Then visit a comment before or after yours! One of the beautiful things about the blogging community is the relationships it builds!
Rules? Write long or short, a list or a story, include photos or not. Just Remember Him and what He has done, and let the gratitude of your heart guide you. Let’s make Monday so Rejoice, that the goodness of God spills into the rest of the week!
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Feed My Lambs
Feed My Sheep Part I: When Kitchen Living Becomes God-Radical
Feed My Sheep Part II: Living a Lifestyle of Making Room at the Table for One More
Feed My Sheep Part III: Which Sheep are Mine to Feed
Feed My Sheep Part IV: How do I Feed All these Sheep? (When there’s Nothing in the Fridge)
Feed My Sheep Part V: When Blessing is Invited to the Table
Places I’m Linking at This Week:
Inspire Me Monday, Instaencouragements,
Legacy Link-Up, Recharge Wednesday
Faith on Fire, Tell His Story, Grace&Truth
Let’s Have Coffee Wednesday Celebrate Your Story
Scripture&Snapshot, Sunday Scripture Blessings