Our younger family friend was getting married. The wedding was tender and sweet, but it was what happened afterwards that became a holy moment.
Thunder and rain pelted the small-town church windows like a percussion section. No matter. The joy and love for this young woman sung out loud and clear.
Having weathered the storms of leukemia as a child, and health issues that postponed college graduation, this was nothin'! She had come through those storms on the other side to become a first-rate oncology nurse with a can-do attitude she'd inherited from the women in her family.
That same can-do attitude carried over to the reception.
A bright smile and beautiful red hair had greeted us at the wedding. Why was I surprised that the same doting aunt had probably missed the last few minutes of the wedding before schlepping through the storm to be the first one at the reception hall to greet guests?
Dear Reader, have you been blessed lately by someone who wasn't just courteous, but joyfully, exuberantly courteous? Did you walk away thinking how glad you were that you came because of the hospitality you were baptized in? How do you express hospitality to your guests?