The Choice

As the nation casts its vote and the majority choose to protect their own I’m heartened by the reminder that this evening, in pockets all over this land, people of difference are meeting over food.

A seemingly innocuous invitation and the act of accepting that invitation to join together in an Iftar meal suddenly holds layers of meaning as we sit to share in a welcoming of the other.

Together we make the choice to share the same space, to hear each other’s stories; to taste new food – the smell of which surprises, delights and even confuses; to touch each other’s hearts and to see an alternative horizon. Is it too much of a leap to see in this radical hospitality traces of the Kingdom here embodied?

 

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