Honest confession from the 246 dinner IF:Table girl … I haven’t met with my table group in several months. I know, it’s not a good look for someone who claims Acts 2:46 as one of her life verses.
They broke bread in their homes and ate together with glad and sincere hearts. Acts 2:46
But in explanation, a couple things collided at once. My youngest daughter got married last fall, so my schedule was packed out with all kinds of things that kept me extremely busy. And my father-in-law passed away.
Those two transitions hit me like an emotional tsunami and, in the aftermath, I just wasn’t myself. There were mornings in early December when I was so lethargic I could barely get myself out of the house, and afternoons when I literally just waited around for early evening so I could numb out watching hours of shows on Netflix.
Looking back now, I can identify much of what I was feeling as grief. It was two-fold: There was the mothering sadness over releasing my last child from home, and there was a deep, abiding emotional ache over watching my father-in-law slowly suffer from Parkinson’s and eventually die.
I was sad and lonely. I felt like I needed space, but I also felt deeply disconnected. I knew I needed people but didn’t have the emotional energy to reach out. Maybe you can relate?
In retrospect, I see one of the most important things missing during those crazy ups and downs of the last few months was my routine with my people in my home around my table.
If you feel sad or lonely or disconnected, I’d like to encourage you to reach out and start a new routine of inviting people over monthly. Or if you’re like me and life ran ahead and got the best of you, recommit to life in community around the table.
This act of sharing a meal and talking about God is one of the best ways I know to do life together. It’s also one of the best defenses to falling off balance emotionally into a sea of sad and lonely.
In rereading Acts 2, I think of those folks who made up the early church. They were in the middle of ridiculously trying times with lots more crazy stress than I even can imagine; yet they “continued to meet … and break bread” with each other.
I want to be like that. I want to continue to meet and break bread in my home with my people no matter the season or transition. And I would love you to do it with me. Life is going to knock us around, but friends revive and stabilize.
So this January, in this brand new year, would you join me for Acts 2:46 via IF:Table? I’m betting it’s one of the best – and possibly one of the most life-giving – decisions you’ll make this year.
Much love and peace,
Susie Davis is the co-founder of Austin Christian Fellowship and author of Unafraid and several other books. She writes regularly about loving God, living fearlessly, and gathering loved ones around the table.