Nancy and I were walking through a cool store at a cool mall. I saw a cookbook called Sunday Suppers.
Karen Mordechai takes pictures. Really well. She says that she’s a food lover. And so she started having people over for supper on Sunday evenings, to share food and conversation and build community. She’s called the the founder of Sunday Suppers, “a Brooklyn-based food community and blog” but Ithink that means she just had some friends over and they decided that it was good to slow down and be together around food.
I’m pretty sure she didn’t ask permission. I’m pretty sure that she didn’t go to an organization and get permits, or run a poll and decide whether to fix meals or start a bowling league, or run a series of ads. From what I can tell she said, “Come and eat.” Maybe she even said, “And would you bring dessert?”
At the very beginning of what we call “The Church”, one historian writes, “Every day they continued to meet together in the temple courts. They broke bread in their homes and ate together with glad and sincere hearts, praising God and enjoying the favor of all the people.” They went to morning prayers, they went to work, and they loved to get together for supper. I’m pretty sure there wasn’t a big agenda, no training programs. In fact, they were mostly talking about the things Jesus said during the past three years and whether the fact that he came back to life gave him credibility. And they agreed that it did.
I’m part of the staff that works at a church. People sometimes think that we, the staff, should start programs for people to get together. I think I’ll start saying, “Be like Karen Mordechai. Don’t ask permission, just ask people over for supper.”