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Here is an inspirational story by Mirabai Chrin
A Very Special Meal
Once there was a very poor and devoted woman who always prayed to
the Glory of God, asking very little, if anything for herself. But one
thought, one desire continued to recur and finally she asked:
petitioning the Lord, that if it were possible she would love to
prepare a special meal and have God share at her table. And God, in His
Love for this goodly woman, said He would indeed come the next day and
share a meal.
Filled with ecstasy, the woman went out the following morning with
her meager purse and purchased such delicacies that she felt would
please the Lord.
Returning home, she prepared a banquet and waited patiently for her
most honored guest. Soon there was a knock on the door, and when she
opened it, there stood an old beggar asking for something to eat. Being
a woman of God, she could not turn the beggar away, so she invited him
in to partake of her table. The beggar felt as if he was in a dream -
such a feast set before him. He finished all the food, thanked his
hostess and left.
The woman was only slightly disheartened, she gathered up her purse,
her coat, and hurried back to town to get more food for her special
guest. Her funds were less now and so the food was not quite so
elaborate. Nonetheless, she lovingly prepared another meal and sat to
await the arrival of the Almighty.
A few hours went by and there was a loud knock on the door. This
time it was an old gypsy woman with no teeth, who was deaf, who spoke
quite loudly and was, rather rudely, insisting that any true believer
in the Lord would not deny her something to eat.
Though the woman had no more money with which to buy more supplies,
she invited the woman in and offered her a seat at the table. The gypsy
ate everything, did not even thank the woman and left without closing
the door.
By now it was beginning to get dark both inside and out. The woman’s
faith was strong, so that, though somewhat distraught, she did not give
up, but rather, looked around her humble house to see if there was
anything she could sell in order to buy more food to set before the
Lord.
She hurried to town with a little silver cup that had been in her
family for several generations, but she was willing to part with it for
the great honor that God was going to bestow on her – the sharing of a
meal.
Late in the night she rushed home to prepare yet a third meal. She
waited and waited until, once more, there was a knock on the door.
Holding her breath, she slowly opened the door to find yet another poor
man in the guise of a wandering monk, in search of a meal.
Again, she offered hospitality, with as much grace as she could
muster in her disappointment. This man also ate all that was set on the
table and left after blessing the woman for her kindness. So
discouraged and dismayed was she that all she could do was nod
slightly, in acknowledgment of the thanks.
Now it was too late, with no way to buy any more food and no more
money with which to buy it. She got down on her knees, weeping such
heart-broken tears. She asked God what she had done wrong. Why had God
not come to share at the table as He had promised?
And God, in all His Divine Compassion and Mercy, lifted the woman
off her knees, and holding her close to His Heart, said, “My child, I
enjoyed your hospitality so much that I came three times!”
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