As I was preparing for the first Sunday Lunch yesterday, I thought...
"Ok. I'll set a lofty goal and plan for 20 people. I know that probably only 10 or so will show up, but I can still dream big."
Then as I was telling my neighbor (and dear friend) how many people she could invite, I started getting nervous we wouldn't have enough food, even though I had planned for 24 servings of the main dish.
"But not that many will come. I hope at least a few come so that it's not a total waste."
Then as I was talking to the Lord about it before bed last night, He made sure I knew that I could invite as many people as I wanted - there would be more then enough food.
So in church this morning, I invited as many people as I could to come eat in my apartment.
"Ok, God. You told me to dream big. So I did. Now please let people come. Please."
Friends, God is good.
29 people came to eat lunch in my apartment today. And there was food leftover.
My mind is still reeling from all the outpourings of love and community I witnessed today. This is what it's all about. Loving God first, loving his people (all of them) second, and letting everything else just fall into place.
He is so good.
This does not even begin to justify the amount of dishes there actually were after all the eating took place.