This is one of the regular questions I am asked about Potluck Church. I usually respond with something like, “And why is that bad—a whole table of dessert for supper? Sounds like a dream to me.”
One night in late summer over half of the group brought squash casseroles. It had been a bumper crop for yellow squash in our area, and so many of us had more than our households could eat. Our meal was symbolic of the abundance in our lives. Each squash casserole was different—a crispy stuffing-mix topping, the addition of fresh herbs, or baked with rice or cracker crumbs. They were all very tasty, and we laughed as we compared the variety of options. I dare say, I may never attend another Squash Casserole Tasting in my life again. Then again, there is always next August. One can only hope.
written by Rachel
Set a table, invite Christ and others, leave an empty chair, serve up some powerful questions, and break bread.