…about Christians and Muslims getting together to share a meal reminds me of something that happened to us about a week ago.
So we are sitting here watching a movie and there’s a knock at the door. We open it and there is a family on our doorstep. It’s a man in wheelchair, his wife, and their teeny little boy. She is a wear a hijab and they introduce themselves, give us a card full of sunny happiness about moving into the house directly across from us and bubbling with praise for our “amazing” neighborhood. Then they hand us a little bread tin full of really tasty goodies. Just the nicest people you could want to meet.
So I’m thinking the next time the grandkidlets show up, I’m gonna mosey over and invite them to bring their little guy over to play with our little ones and get to know them better. Sounds fun!