The hour had grown late for me, and when the last guest left, I donned my pink P.J.’s, and washed my face for bed when there was a quiet knock at the door. “Are we too late to join?”
“Absolutely not! Please, come right on in.” She walked in with a friend I had not met, with a hot pink streak down the front of her bangs and black fingernail polish. I opened the doors wide and invited a stranger to enter as a friend.
Brownies and refreshments were passed into the hands of our guests. Despite having no makeup, or nice cloths, or exquisite food or great musical atmosphere, deep meaningful conversation bubbled up as we all talked about walking different but similar paths…
The rest of this story can be read over at Outside the City Gates. Would you join me over here and tell me about the simple ways you show hospitality?
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