For the longest time I confused hospitality for activity and invitation for obligation. Hospitality in its truest sense is making space. It is allowing our space to be shared and to share, we invite.
We invite a friend for tea.
We invite a child to read.
We invite different ideas.
We invite different perspective.
We open our homes but really, we are opening our hearts.
When we invite Jesus and actually we fling open wide the soul to share space. We allow our thoughts to be brave and our hearts to be bare. And we lift off what felt heavy because it is now carried.
It is held. It is hoped. It is sent to heaven to surround it with healing. Open and we see glory. Invite and we surround ourselves with grace.