Tomatoes & Hospitality
Growing up I was taught manners. I know, if at all possible, I should eat what I am served in someone else’s home. That’s why I was nervous when I saw the overflowing bowl of cherry tomatoes on the dinner table.
This was my first time in the home of a pastor’s family my husband & I had just met. The meal looked & smelled delicious but the bowl of tomatoes was taunting me. I was secretly hoping it wouldn’t get passed around. Then someone handed it to me.
I took a few. Enough that it looked like I had made an effort but not enough that it would ruin my entire meal. The real problem is my gag reflex. I don’t try to do it, I just can’t help it. I gag unexpectedly when I eat certain foods. Tomatoes are one of those things.
The pastor sat describing his love of garden fresh tomatoes & I cringed as I tried to force the first one into my mouth. As quickly as I possibly could I chomped through it. It fit perfectly into my mouth in one bite & I fully expected to start gaging as the familiar juice gushed.
To my surprise, nothing happened. No gaging. In fact, I enjoyed the tomato. I almost fell out of my chair. NEVER had I come close to liking a tomato of any kind. This was different.
I pleasantly ate the tomatoes & mentioned how delicious they were. I heard the story of how a family in the church grew them & brought them over often because they knew how much their pastor liked them.
As I write this I have vine ripened cherry tomatoes sitting on my counter & I ate several only a few minutes ago. Every time I eat them I am reminded of the hospitality we experienced that night.
This pastor’s family welcomed us in. They didn’t know us at all. We had joined their congregation the evening before for worship & they happily opened their home to strangers. They learned about us, gave us the kind of advice that only comes from those seasoned in life & ministry, fed us a delicious meal, & even sent us home with books to read. They didn’t seem to mind our toddler getting into everything or our newborn crying. In fact, the pastor held him through much of the meal, comforting him, & giving my tired arms a rest.
The Taste of Welcome
I developed a taste for cherry tomatoes through hospitality. I don’t know whether it is the fond memory or the actual taste I like but regardless I actually crave tomatoes on occasion now.
Looking back, I’m reminded that cherry tomatoes are not the only thing I have developed a taste for because of hospitality.
I have developed a taste for Scripture & the beautiful way it applies to my life by sitting at the feet of a dear mentor in college who opened her home, her kitchen, & her heart to dozens of college age women. She taught us the Scriptures, lived them out before us, & fed us amazing meals.
I have developed a taste for educating my children in the Word by celebrating in the home of a daughter as she threw her godly mother an 80th birthday party & the family reflected on her life & godly wisdom over the years.
I have developed a taste for real relationships as I sat at an outdoor mall with a sweet friend pouring over picnic food, the Gospel, & everything life was throwing at us.
I have developed a taste for the love of the saints as I listened to people I had just met rejoice at our rejoicing & weep as we wept.
God has used hospitality to develop a taste for many things in my heart. All of it pointing to the truth proclaimed in Psalm 34:8 “Oh, taste & see that the Lord is good! Blessed is the man who takes refuge in Him!”
The goodness of the Lord has been on display in my life through hospitality & I pray He would use me to develop similar tastes in His people.
For more stories of how hospitality makes a REAL difference check out
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Homeless In My Living Room
Wow. I can’t stand tomatoes – that gag reflex you mentioned… I totally get it. I love your thoughts on how hospitality can change our tastes though. I never thought about it before, but I can totally see how God has used it to shape my life in other ways (though I doubt I will ever get past my dislike of tomatoes).
Haha!! You might be surprised 😉 I’m glad the idea resonated with you! Amazing how God uses His people.
I appreciate this article so much. I’m a believer that you should not complain about something unless you’re prepared to be part of the solution. Because of that, I’m really trying to be a “Titus 2 woman.” That means, though, that I have to get over my introversion enough to be hospitable to those young women around me. It sounds easier than it actually is. I know, though, that I’ve needed this in my life for me so I want to supply that I need for someone else.
Thank you for sharing this experience. Hospitality is becoming a lost art. I appreciate the reminder of its importance and how it draws us deeper into communion with one another and with God.
That is so true!! I think we absolutely crave communion & it is beautiful but easy to get lost in the day to day hustle!!
Tomatoes were an acquired taste for me too, but what a great metaphor. The things of God seemed foreign at first but have become so wonderfully sweet.
Amen!! I love that thought!!
This is so great! I pray more and more each day that I would develop tastes I do not yet have. I want to crave Scripture more and more. Thanks for sharing!
That is definitely the heartbeat of the believer! That we would develop a taste and desire for the things pertaining to Godliness! Most importantly, His Word.
I try to use my manners and try things I don’t like sometimes. Or sometimes I have a little of something just because I know it is good for me. It is true that we could acquire a taste for other non-edible things that are good for us too. I hadn’t thought of it that way before!
Glad you saw the connection! I try really hard to have good manners but that stinking gag reflex gets in the way occasionally 😉