“To us, family means putting your arms around each other and being there.” (Barbara Bush)
The kitchen is where we gather the most in our home. A place to gather with your family: your children, grandchildren and sometimes visiting family or friends. It is the place where the first course of your day begins. The scent of coffee brewing, breakfast cooking and the clanging of dishes and the pots and pans hitting the stove. The magic begins at the table.
We hold back nothing. When our bellies are full and our mouths full of food that we can’t wait to share of the day, or when the grandchildren visit they are filled with exciting news to tell of their week, and it is also when our future plans are made.
It is at the table that all the secrets of our world is revealed. It is at the table when all our guards are down and all our grieves are laid before everyone to hear. It is at the table that we can solve our problems when we allow ourselves to be vulnerable.
AND it is at the table where we lift our hearts in prayer to our Almighty God and look for his handfuls of blessing to fall on us. For we believe as His child that he will bless as His word says He will.