"...be our guest"

Growing up, my family said two common dinner prayers each time we sat down for supper- "Come, Lord Jesus" and "God is great." I find great comfort in the "Come, Lord Jesus" even today, and I often find myself reciting those three lines away from meal time. 

Today, my roommates and I sat down and for three hours shared our lives, love, fear and hopes with each other. It was definitely a "come, Lord Jesus" moment, and I want you girls to know how much I love each of you. 

Yesterday Aaron and I went to my grandparent's home in Northeast Nebraska; along the way we stopped in towns that remind Aaron of his childhood or his family. That trip, too, was a reminder to stop, pause, thank and invite.

I don't want to sound like a broken record, but here's my prayer for the day: Come, Lord Jesus. Be our guest. Let these gifts to us be blessed. Amen.