Tonight a window opened.
A couple days ago, I re-connected with some students who have been really precious to me this year. In the shuffle of ever-changing job descriptions, my stress at what to “be” to students in different settings, and a very random schedule, I neglected to give them the heart time they needed and I love so much.
So, tonight I invited them for dinner at my place. You know, of the home-cooked variety? I had a meeting for Hands and Feet after school and then rushed home to make dough from scratch for mini-pizzas (which was its own adventure… had to borrow flour and then borrow again when I realized the first was corn flour). I cut up veggies, minced garlic, and shredded chicken, let the dough rise, formed pizzas, cooked crust… and then waited. and waited. and waited.
I knew Honduran time was different, but I hadn’t planned for 1 1/2 hours! When they finally arrived, it kind of worked like one of those unrealistic cooking shows. You know the kind, right? Oh, just throw on a little of this and put it in the oven… and I actually have here the bread after its risen. A few minutes later, you’re ready to eat. Well, this time it DID work like that.
“Alright, girls lets make our pizzas!”
Two seconds later…
“Well, I actually have a few already finished!”
I highly suggest this tactic for hosting – way less stressful!
We had such a wonderful time of just laughing and chatting and fellowship. I can’t believe what an amazing gift we have in fellowship. Truly. Though I might consider myself a closet introvert, these times of relationship with my girls simply could not get any better.
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Your girls are truly blessed by your hospitality Caroline! As I look at the pictures of them putting together their pizzas, I can’t help but think of you and your siblings decorating cookies together many Christmases. You have a gift for taking ordinary circumstances and making them extraordinary! Love you!