Thursday, January 27, 2011

A Lesson in Hospitality

I've always thought that I try hard at being a hospitable person. I enjoy hosting people and providing for any needs within my means. Yet, I learned a lesson in hospitality just a few days ago in the Philippines.

To make a long story short, my horse guide to Lagum (a rural area) invited a friend and me to his house the day after we arrived. First we were offered coffee, which I later learned grew up the hill. Then they invited us up to see the coffee bushes after we had expressed interest. This was followed by cooking us some corn, and then catching a chicken to feed us for lunch (even though they knew that there was food at the church for us). While they were preparing that at the house, one of his sons walked up with fresh fish and shrimp, so they offered that to us as well. This family was not wealthy by any means, and in fact kept apologizing that they couldn't offer us better things. Yet they gave us the best they had, not withholding anything. They were so happy to entertain us in their home, for hours on end. The only thing he asked in return was that I pray over his broken chainsaw. How often we offer some of our best things, but always withhold some out of sight (and so out of mind). Or perhaps we're afraid of inviting someone over because we're afraid that we won't impress with our belongings or what we have to give. Yet this shouldn't matter. We should give what we have, more especially of ourselves and of our time.