The amazing Johnson family used to host weekly Tuesday night dinners for my church, and just thinking about these dinners raises all sorts of fluffy emotions inside of me. Tuesday nights taught me more than I’m even aware of about God, grace, growth, love, laughs, joy, hospitality, and hugs. At one of these dinners, I fell apart in tears because a freshman student from my class committed suicide and student teaching was giving me panic attacks. At another, Dave and Jake teamed up to throw me in the pool. At still others, we discussed evangelism and the sovereignty of God (Thanks, J.I. Packer). We played poker, ate, watched basketball, cared, shared, and learned about God.
I’m bringing this up because just this week I got to briefly re-experience Tuesday night dinners. The Johnsons again opened their home to me this week, and it was magnificent. 🙂
For awhile, we ate spaghetti and talked. Then, my favorite part of the evening happened while we were all lingering at the table after the food. Let me preface this by telling you that in my family,we rarely ate dinner together. If we did, it was usually sitting on the couch in front of the TV. Whatever we ate, we ate off of our own plates, and didn’t share anything or even sit close enough to each other to share if we’d wanted to – not that we ever wanted to. An opposite sort of thing happened at the Johnsons when the cookies were placed on the table. No one grabbed a whole one and shoved it in her mouth. No one even put an entire cookie on his own plate or napkin. Slowly but surely, we broke off little bits of the cookies and nibbled. Maybe Kayla started a cookie… then Dave broke a piece off of its other side… then maybe I had a piece… then Britt… then Mike… until the cookie was gone. It was a slow, wonderful process that made me feel included. We weren’t individuals hurrying off to catch the last bit of Dateline. We were together.
Another Little Bit About Cookies
“What’s your favorite Christmas cookie?” Lisa asked me.
I thought for a moment… “I’m not gonna lie. I haven’t experienced enough Christmas cookies to even what my options for answering that are.”
Why don’t I know? I can’t think of a single type of Christmas cookie.
Mission: learn about Christmas cookies.
I need your help. Tell me, good readers… What is your favorite kind of Christmas cookie? And if you’re especially motivated, what is your favorite recipe for it?