Tradition and a Mission
From my early years as a child in the South, not one New Year’s Day has passed without a meal of collards, black eyed peas, cornbread, and pork filling my belly. There is something sacred about bringing in a new year with this traditional meal, promising prosperity, as well as filling the house with aromas reminiscent of my grandmother’s kitchen.
Leaping into 2023 brought a leap of faith as well, in that an after-church meal planned for immediate friends led to casting the net a bit wider to include my cul-de-sac and other random neighbors. In the few days leading up to January 1, God brought to my mind neighborhood acquaintances and they received an invitation text for a simple drop-in soup lunch. Some responded with regrets, others left it open ended and appreciated the offer, and a few readily accepted!
With no idea who would show up, my stock pot holding Hoppin’ John stew was ready to go, completed by a basket of cornbread and a platter of pound cake. I asked God to “loaf and fish” the food and there was plenty.
Around 25 friends came to break bread and the mix was a beautiful combination of close friends and neighbor acquaintances. Conversation flowed between those who just met and between comfortable friendships. Neighbors who I know are unchurched asked, “Do you know Kelly and Mike through your church?” with no awkwardness, and I realized at that moment that combining unlikely groups was not only OK, but an enjoyable thing to not shy away from.
My German neighbor stayed the longest, having a great conversation with a life group member about her background and culture. Another family came, bringing food to share. I was asked a few times if this could be an annual neighborhood event. I was able to send soup home with a few, as well.
My somewhat reclusive next door neighbors didn’t show up, but I am comfortable with the fact that the invitation demonstrated hospitality and a welcoming attitude, and they were grateful for the offer via text. This paves the way for another opportunity.
I am more confident now in my placement for God’s purpose in this little corner of University City! Already thinking of the next drop-in lunch, I look forward to more gatherings like this.
Creative opportunities are there for you in your neighborhood to act on that aren’t threatening or uncomfortable. Trust God with your ideas and act on them. I love the text I received from my German neighbor later that day which said, “Thank you for the most genuine display of hospitality,” which was a bowl of soup in a paper bowl!
Kelly Dockery
