Welcome! I’m glad you’re here. This is day 9 in a 31 days series on hospitality. Start from the beginning here!
Don’t worry. This is a family blog. I’m keeping it on the up and up.
But really, I’m convinced that it all begins right here.
In this bed, in this room, with this relationship.
The very person you love the most is the hardest one to love sometimes.
They often fall to last on the list. We cook the best meals and wear the best clothes for someone else.
We clean the house and get out the best dishes when company is coming.
And it’s time to reorder ourselves.
This person should come first; this person with whom I share my bed and my struggle.
I should make it my business to know what he likes and what he doesn’t.
I should make it my life’s mission to serve him, above all others.
Wanna know why America is in such wretched shape? We’ve lost the order of things.
“Things fall apart,” as the poet says. “The centre cannot hold.”
We kill ourselves and spend our last dime to make our children rotten but we’ve forgotten that it all hinges on this bed, and our holding it sacred.
See him with new eyes and study him. How can you help him? How can you ease his burden? How can you make him laugh?
Stop keeping score and just love and serve him.
You know him best so this won’t be hard for you.
Make him see that you hold this relationship in the highest regard.
Hospitality starts here. In this room. With this man.
The strength of our love for others depends on what happens here.
May the centre hold and may the best be full of ‘passionate intensity.‘
Love him well.
“I will love with urgency, but not with haste.”
From The Second Coming by William Butler Yeats
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.