Food Is Love
Stories
Lectionary Tales For The Pulpit
Series III, Cycle C
My mother is a very caring person who loves to feed people. She is an expert on Indonesian Rice Table, a group of dishes from Indonesia. When Asian or Dutch people come to do business with my brother, she has invited them to partake in this literal feast involving dishes of rice, meats, sauces, vegetables, and condiments. It's a very elaborate menu, but my mother is happy when she feeds people. No matter what she serves, she will invite a person to eat as much as they would like. A second helping signals approval for her meal.
Irene makes the best homemade buns. My son will only eat hers. She is also famous for her roasted hams, scalloped potatoes, and vegetable dishes. She is a very gracious, generous hostess who has invited us to stay just a bit longer on our visits so we can share a meal with her. She is happy when people eat well in her house.
Stan makes hors d'oeuvres fit for a five-star restaurant. In seminary he would invite us over for a snack. Our "snacks" have consisted of crab-filled mushrooms, intricate pastries, and delicate cookies. Stan, an "older than average" student, was eager to share his cooking expertise with his classmates and made sure we had enough. How lucky we were!
My mom, Irene, and Stan equate caring and nurturing with food. So did many people in the Bible. God provided manna to the people in exile. Women fed the disciples and Jesus on their missionary journeys. Parents gave elaborate banquets for guests at their children's wedding. The loving father used his best, fatted calf when his rebellious son returned after squandering his fortune.
Even today, we can be fed well when we come to the Lord's table. Feeding is nurturing. Food is love.
Irene makes the best homemade buns. My son will only eat hers. She is also famous for her roasted hams, scalloped potatoes, and vegetable dishes. She is a very gracious, generous hostess who has invited us to stay just a bit longer on our visits so we can share a meal with her. She is happy when people eat well in her house.
Stan makes hors d'oeuvres fit for a five-star restaurant. In seminary he would invite us over for a snack. Our "snacks" have consisted of crab-filled mushrooms, intricate pastries, and delicate cookies. Stan, an "older than average" student, was eager to share his cooking expertise with his classmates and made sure we had enough. How lucky we were!
My mom, Irene, and Stan equate caring and nurturing with food. So did many people in the Bible. God provided manna to the people in exile. Women fed the disciples and Jesus on their missionary journeys. Parents gave elaborate banquets for guests at their children's wedding. The loving father used his best, fatted calf when his rebellious son returned after squandering his fortune.
Even today, we can be fed well when we come to the Lord's table. Feeding is nurturing. Food is love.

