Welcome to mmmMonday! and welcome to our dining room. Or you could call it a room to dine in.
We bought this table years ago. I’m so thankful now for the farmhouse style that we picked. I guess we just knew back then what was “us.”
We actually had the table before we had the farmhouse. When we bought it…I wanted us to purchase a table that we could raise our family around. A piece of furniture that would mean something.
Dining rooms and kitchens are places that people come together and share. We share about our day…and we share food.
Tonight at The Farmhouse we are having grilled pork loin, salad, brussel sprouts and rolls. I’m very excited. I’ve cooked pork loin several ways but never grilled. Actually, I’m not cooking it tonight, the Mr. is. (woo hoo!)
When I look across our farmhouse table at the faces of my husband and children I feel blessed. When others come and share a meal here with us and laughter sparkles around the table….I feel blessed also. A dining room is so much more really, than a room to dine it. It’s a room of sharing and of nourishment….body and soul.
Our farmhouse table has felt the warmth of our hands as we join them in giving thanks. This is a tradition that we started years ago…and I love it. I hope that our children carry it to their own homes someday.
Our dining room walls have heard many prayers of…”Thank You Jesus for this food. Amen.” Sometimes the voice that uttered it was so tiny and the words only understandable to the Mr. and I. Other times the prayer might have been a little longer and lead by the Mr. himself. A very humble prayer, led by a husband and daddy….that is truly thankful for God’s provision for his family.
If you take anything away from this today, Dirt Roaders, I hope that it’s this. Please don’t forget to really look into the real meaning of your surroundings. The rooms in our homes are so much more than a pretty place to stash all of our treasures. They are places that give us comfort from a cold world. They are blessings from the Father above. If you live alone, your favorite place may be at your breakfast table with a warm bowl of soup and your favorite book. Wherever and whatever…that shelter and that routine…is a blessing from above.
Anxiously awaiting supper,
I love this room so much.
Kari….Thank you, friend! 🙂 ~k.