The Dinner I Didn't Want to Host

The Dinner I Didn't Want to Host

My husband invited some friends for dinner and honestly, I was annoyed. I’d spent the week home with our kids and would have liked nothing better than a quiet night out with my husband. Ever the host, when an old friend called, my husband quickly invited him and his family over to our house that Saturday night.

I was a bit disgruntled as I helped my husband prepare food and our house for company.


As soon as they entered our home, much of my bad mood lifted, replacing my angst with a feeling of peace and a sense that they were meant to come and be with us that evening.

As dinner was shared and we caught up on life and family, conversation moved to faith and believing God for big things, changes of heart and desiring nothing more than being obedient to God’s call.

As we talked about our plans to move out of our neighborhood and more to the heart of our city, something we believed and had peace God was asking us to do, our friends nodded agreement, a shared understanding as they explained much of the same conversations they’d been having with God, very much mirroring our own.

We realized quickly that we were in similar places, not entirely sure of our next steps, but seeing that God was moving us in a similar direction.

As the hours seemed to move by a little too quickly and dinner ended, tears were shed as we spoke honestly to one another about things that were on our hearts that we had yet to share with anyone else. We ended the night by praying for one another, encouraging each other and agreeing to get together again soon.

And as they left and my husband and I tucked tired kids into bed and then retreated to our own room, he looked at me, and with a half smile on his face asked, “Aren’t you glad they came?” with no hint of judgement in his voice.

“Yes,” I whispered, “you have no idea how much.”

As I laid in bed pondering our conversation, I was once again struck by how God knows our need, even before we realize it. And how he often brings people to us at just the right time when we need encouragement, understanding and an echo of, “me too,” even on the nights we think we don’t want to host.

Reminding me of Hebrews 10:24:

And let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds, not giving up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but encouraging one another—and all the more as you see the Day approaching.

Are you in a season of transition and needing some encouragement friends? Who knows who God’s waiting to bring across your path, it might just take inviting someone for dinner and a chat.

In It For The Long-Haul

In It For The Long-Haul

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