i've been reading "radical hospitalty" written by Fr Daniel Homan. it's subtitled "benedict's way of love". in it he unpacks the heart of the benedictine rule as one of hospitality to the stranger. opening our hearts to others that are outside our comfort zone. or how i like to term it, "expanding your community". now i make friends rather easily. i can usually go up to a person and start a conversation, no prob. that's why i think i'd make a great salesman. i can go to a total stranger and convince them through my charm and good looks that whatever i'm trying to sell them, they should by. don't worry thinking about it.
thought it's easy for me to make friends, it's almost impossible for me sometimes to make the first step in doing so. i have to cross this insurmountable wall that i lable "seth's personal comfort zone". i like it in the zone. it's easy, like flowing down river. or even better, coasting down the hill on my bike. i hate going up the hill, it takes work. and meeting the stranger is similiar. it takes effort. relationships are hard. opening yourself up sucks. but it's a way of salvation. by practicing hospitality, we allow God to stir things up. and He can make things very messy. but it allows us to practice resurrection. cause only in dying to ourselves and our wants and needs for comfort do we find life.
now i'm not sure we i was going with this, or if it makes any since. but my main purpose was to bring in a quote from the book.
Benedictine hospitality prevents us from living either desperately or indifferently. hospitality requires not grand gestures, but open hearts. when i let a stranger into my heart, i let a new possibility approach me. when i reach past my own ideas, i begin to stretch myself open to the world, and this opening of my heart could change everything. that's pretty frightening stuff. you can't be the same if you start doing that kind of thing.
…merely being nice to people does not fulfill the depp requirements of benedictine hospitality. we must let the person stir us; we must connect. benedictine hospitality will extract a cost from us, and it will tumble us into personal transformation.
i do it everyday. i pass the homeless person sitting on the curb. i give the guy some money, but don't sit with him to eat. i think i've done my good deed, but have missed the big point. i haven't expanded my community by letting the stranger into my heart. anywho, i digress into a ramble. one of the reasons i don't post much of what i'm actually thinking. :)