Sister Letter :: Hospitality

Dear Sister,

The peregrinos are still here. I call our guests that to help me in the work of hospitality that I am so dreadful at offering. I’m imagining our monastery being visited by the pilgrims who walk the Camino de Compostela, for certainly that is what we all are: pilgrims in the land, walking the Way of Life. Can I not joyfully offer the gift of hospitality to those in need of bed and breakfast as they sojourn here for just a little while? I seem to be able to offer it, but joyfully is the issue at hand.

I’m nearing the end of knitting a stocking for my oldest daughter. I will then begin the stocking for her husband. This is an exciting project for me, as I adore the fair isle pattern with a bit of lacework at the top, trimmed in a beaded stitch. It is, in and of itself, a journey, a pilgrimage of stitches, walking through this glorified sock from cuff to heel to toe and back to knit the actual heel at the end. Then there will be weaving in ends and blocking, the less glamorous work albeit very necessary to the overall piece. Hospitality feels to me something like weaving in ends and blocking. Would that it felt more like the fanciful fair isle knitting. Perhaps our Father can work this in my heart, knitting a deeper love for service into my baskets of wool.

In meditation and prayer this morning, I was reminded that we are to remain in the present moment, enjoying all that God brings us right then and there. When I stay in this posture, I do enjoy our pilgrim hostel much more, finding beauty in faces and conversations. The minute I allow my thoughts to cling to all the stuff sitting around the house, the elevated noise level, the comings and goings, and a sense that I am responsible for all meals, etc…then I am in trouble, resenting the gift I have to offer…hospitality. I am a work in progress, just like my knitting projects. I am thankful that Christ is ever patient with me.

Do let me know how I can be praying for you. I continue to lift up those things which you have entrusted to my knowledge and I ask for His presence with you in each of those situations. May you have a couple of times today to rest and reflect on His love and care.

Your Sister,

Jennifer

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These letters are written to my knitting and crochet Sisters in the monastery of Life, where we long to live out the call of Christ to love others, live quiet lives and work with our hands. 1 Thessalonians 4:11.

Read here for the very first post & Letter.

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