When we share a meal with someone, at “… the table we discover each other.” It’s the place where we pray. It’s the place where we ask: “How was your day?” It is the place of old and new stories.
It is the place of smiles and tears. It is the place where the children feel the tension between the parents, where brothers and sisters express their anger and jealousies, where accusations are made ….
Precisely because the table is the place of intimacy for all the members of the household, it is also the place where the absence of that intimacy is most painfully revealed.
Say thank you to God for the gift of Meal Time.
May God Be Praised.
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