Nothing beats a church pot luck! We joined a new church about 3 years ago and are clearly in our element. My husband is on the bread guild, which bakes bread for Sunday services. I am part of “Main Dish” and the “goodie guild” to provide meals and treats to the church community and for those less fortunate.
Every Holy week, we look forward to “Maundy Thursday”, or the Thursday prior to Easter. Maundy means Holy and is derived from the word “command”. A theme of the service is the commandment, “love one another as I have loved you”. It is always a great reminder that no matter our differences and insults we may have endured by each other, love prevails.
My church clearly loves me. The Maundy dinner is more like a happy hour on steroids, minus the alcohol. Plates of olives, cheese, delightful salads, fruit, hummus, bread and other savories are served. We gather for faith, fellowship and food prior to a powerful service with deep rituals and thoughtful reflection. It may be my favorite holy day in church.
No calorie counting allowed. And that’s just fine by me.