Sunday evening our house was full of people. We had to add an additional table so we had enough seats. As I was retrieving more placemats and delegating the procurement of cups I couldn’t help but smile as the laughter of children, the introduction of new folks, and the reconnections of community members bubbled around me. The week before it was a very different scene. Just a few of us at the table, having a quiet conversation that ended earlier than our set time.
This is our life. Some weeks I’m caught up in the vibrant energy of the community, other weeks there are just a few of us sharing a different kind of connection. All of it is wonderful and sacred. I kind of love the ebb and flow, the unexpected chemistry of each gathering. One brunch we have 16, the next 5 resulting in totally different dynamics, not to mention totally different food options.
Flexibility is the watch word. I always have enough food on hand in case a big group shows up and we need more, or we have a wildly unbalanced meal, say all bread, with a small crowd. Sometimes I change up what I had planned for us to do, taking the size of the gathering in to account. It’s hard, and yet I wouldn’t change it. People have lives and this community is part of that. We go with the ebb and flow of real life and I think that is one of the most beautiful gifts of this ministry at SFC.