The past 3+ months of newlywed life have included unpacking, organizing, arranging, figuring out what doesn’t work in the new apartment, and then organizing and arranging some more. I am tempted to hurry past this season of life as something to “get through” so I could start enjoying our new home and living our life together. I’m slowly realizing that this process of assessing and building is an critical aspect of creating a home and a space to live life.
This season of life has also reminded me of the beautiful rhythm that meals offer families and individuals. Yes, our apartment has been in chaos at times. Yes, it can be difficult to step away from the work. Yes, my tendency is to rush through this season as though it’s not “real life.”
But every morning when I roll out of bed, every afternoon at about 12:45 and every evening when I hear my husband pull in the driveway, I enter my kitchen and begin to make a meal– sometimes just for myself, sometimes to share with Mike. Grinding coffee, dicing onions, tearing greens, setting the table, sitting down to laugh and talk about our days— these simple activities remind me that life, beauty, homemaking, community building are happening right now.
Our need to eat and our ability to enjoy food keeps us grounded in the present. Our need for food pulls us out of ourselves and our work. These needs force us to pause and remember that we were designed to live in a rhythm where we create and consume what our bodies need, fellowship with others and thank le Bon Dieu for his provision in our lives.
So if you find yourself in a season of chaos, don’t stop serving dinner. Our meals keep us oriented to the truth that the “real life” is the one we’re living in this very year, month, day, moment.