This is a bit of a tribute to my Mom and Dad, the most hospitable people I know. From my youngest years I have memories of people always at our home - visiting, eating, hanging out, living temporarily, crashing temporarily, whatever. My parents never had much, but they were incredibly generous with what they did have, and they had a roof over our heads and good food to eat and much love to warm even the coldest heart.Whether it was a foreign exchange student, a divorced child (namely me), a down and out relative, a wayward youth or whomever, my parent's door was, and still is, always open. I cherish the lessons I learned about selflessness and generosity and hospitality from these fine folks - and I only hope I can be half as hospitable as they have always been...
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"Do not forget to show hospitality to strangers, for by so doing some people have shown hospitality to angels without knowing it."
Hebrews 13:2
Hebrews 13:2
