Comments on: A Different Kind of Hospitality – The Turquoise Table

By: Debbie Wilson

Debbie Wilson — Fri, 11 Aug 2017 19:54:03 +0000

“Hospitality begins in the heart, not the oven.” Lisa, what a freeing quote. When I realized I didn’t have to prepare a great meal to have people over it set me free!

By: Jennifer Dougan

Jennifer Dougan — Fri, 11 Aug 2017 18:09:40 +0000

Hi Lisa,

I’m encouraged and inspired by this. My sister does this well, although I think she will love this book! It makes me think about my own front spaces and how to do that better.

How are you? How has your last month gone?

Jennifer Dougan
http://www.jenniferdougan.com

By: Alice Walters

Alice Walters — Fri, 11 Aug 2017 11:04:26 +0000

Hospitality takes so many shapes. As an instructional coach, that’s the main thing I try to provide for my teachers. What joy comes when we choose to serve God’s children. Thanks, Lisa!

By: Bev @ Walking Well With God

Bev @ Walking Well With God — Fri, 11 Aug 2017 10:51:29 +0000

Lisa,
I love the concept of the turquoise table. As a planner, I need to definitely be more spontaneous. After all, it’s about who is coming and not about the dust on my coffee table. My dad always told me that is you want to be known as a brilliant conversationalist….ask lots of questions and sit back and listen….wise advice.
Blessings,
Bev xx

By: floyd

floyd — Fri, 11 Aug 2017 00:37:00 +0000

(Gulp…) I have front gathering spaces with seating… that I almost never use.

I have so much that I want to get done that I seldom take the time to chat with neighbors.

Having built a couple of homes on the street, I always seem to be the target for advice or them wanting me to help them with a project. It’s home for them, it’s work for me.

Those are valid, but they probably don’t hold water in Light of the big picture.

I’m not used to getting a bloody nose when I hang out here! You knocked some sense into me though. Thanks.

By: Jean Wise

Jean Wise — Fri, 11 Aug 2017 00:03:07 +0000

wow this book sounds just what I need especially after writing that series on hospitality and my struggles with it. I loved her quote too – “Maybe the art of conversation isn’t lost after all. We just need more practice at it.”
– so true. we fail or feel uncomfortable and think that is it instead of practicing and trying once again. Great find, Lisa!

By: Pam

Pam — Thu, 10 Aug 2017 23:38:03 +0000

Love, love, love this, Lisa! Thanks so much for sharing this great (new) perspective on hospitality! I was so blessed by what she wrote and you shared here!

By: ~ linda

~ linda — Thu, 10 Aug 2017 20:54:46 +0000

How fine and special! I love this idea and it is such a simple thing to do (and be able to do!).
Yes, I am back. Living in Lufkin, TX and during our time the new house was in escrow, we went to Foley, AL, where one of ken’s sister’s recently moved to be near a daughter. It is lovely there…nothing like the coast of South TX.

By: Laura Thomas

Laura Thomas — Thu, 10 Aug 2017 18:34:38 +0000

Well, well, well… it looks like we are both blogging about the very same book this week! 😉 I loved it just as much as you did, Lisa. I read it on vacation, and promptly purchased a picnic table upon my return home! Admittedly, it’s in my back yard (I’m a slow learner) but the turquoise paint is being bought this weekend, and if nothing else it will stand as a reminder for me to open my heart as well as my home. Such a beautiful book! Stopping by from #SaltandLight

By: Barbara H.

Barbara H. — Thu, 10 Aug 2017 18:19:39 +0000

I like all these concepts. I confess I struggle with having a heart open and welcoming to others. We don’t have people over much, with my m-i-l here. But I can even resent the hospice people coming and going, wishing I had “my house” back to myself, instead of welcoming them thankfully. I have to correct my thinking often. Pretty often I see some of the neighbors congregated in lawn chairs under a tree, and think, “Good grief, how do they have time to do that so much” instead of joining them. That’s one way having a grandchild has helped. 🙂 One of the times Timothy was here and wanted to play outside, I shocked my husband by going over to talk with the neighbor out in her front yard. 🙂