Amanda Jolley

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Last night I was reminded of the importance and joy of hospitality. A friend came by later in the evening. She stayed and laughed and shared her heart. Her presence was a great gift to me.

The repercussions of making and serving lunch yesterday were still evident when she came by, plus books and art supplies were scattered across the dining room table. Our house was a tad untidy. This didn’t hinder us from enjoying each other’s company.

Although having a clean home is refreshing, more important is having a welcoming home. If I am more concerned about the mess than I am about my company, the real distraction is not the mess, but my pride. At one point in my life, I would have been so preoccupied with someone seeing my house messy that I would have rushed her right back out the door.

Hospitality means keeping the guest in mind even if no visit is planned. In this, there is a balance to find. I like to always have my home in a state in which any impromptu guests would not be grossed out, but not have the cleanliness of my home be my focus all the time. By allowing others to see our natural day to day mess, I am inviting others into how we truly live. I am welcoming them into our well used home. The real gifts in hospitality are building relationships, learning to put others first, a chance to practice listening, a time to share. This is truly art.

amanda ∞

0 Comments on “Hospitality”

  1. Wow! What a wonderful way to live. I just recently stopped apologizing for the items laying around on my coffee table, my end table, (kitchen table, bookshelf…) Okay, I’m exaggerating, but it was like I was apologizing for my family’s existence. We exist, and I realized there is no need to apologize for that.

  2. It is true isn’t it? I do the same thing about not wanting people to come over because of maybe my house being messy. But if they are true friends they aren’t going to judge our house. I will not let someone I don’t like come over though, because if they are judgemental who needs thst? xoxo nita

  3. oh my is this somthing i struggle with all the time… well maybe my hubby more than me…. we don’t have people over often because i don’t keep the house as clean as he would like… i try…. its swept and smells good and thing get put away.. but its not always mopped and scrubbed …. but i do agree that a welcoming home is much more appreciated…

  4. Amanda,

    Thank you for reminding us about the importance of hospitality. Your words are refreshing and encouraging.


  5. Well done, Amanda.
    I was just telling my hubby, that I should just resign myself to being the world’s worst housekeeper during the month of November. :~)
    With all the birthdays and gift making there’s not alot of time for much else.
    I really need to work on being more comfortable during seasons of untidyness.
    Blessings, Tami

  6. Amanda,

    Before I had kids, pets or a husband, every room in my home looked as if it were on a magazine. I was single. I was a major in the Army making a ridiculous amount of money. I paid someone to come out and select colors and fabrics for my home. I spent my weekends looking for just the right knick-knack to decorate a shelf. I was never home. I worked 10+ hours a day, went to the gym and then met friends out somewhere for dinner. Who wants to cook for one?

    Now my house is lived in and it gets cluttered too. Before company arrives I shove my piles behind a closed door, run the vacuum and hide all the dishes in the dishwasher. To tell you the truth, I prefer my house more lived in ~ I just wish I wouldn’t get so much junk mail. It is the one thing that I really, really have trouble controlling!

  7. Very well said and so true! I think, as women, it is very hard for us to do this. We do need to loosen up a little bit. It’s something I need to work on…

  8. I love practicing hospitality~even in my mess~but OH I bemoan my mess! ACK! I want it gone!

    Yes, your husband is WAY COOL! and I wanna frame that pic of you hugging the tree…. (((((HUGS))))) sandi

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