Cooking at our hotel

We don't have a kitchen in our room, only a small refrigerator and a microwave, but we do have a "community" kitchen, where anyone in the hotel can go and cook their meals. I like the concept because it's a way to meet people. It feels a little strange to actually do it, but last night I decided it was time to get over it and go cook! We can't live off of fast food forever...

While cooking, the twins and I met another family who lived in our same home town and they've been here (in a hotel) since MAY! Not only have they been here since May, they have four children in a room identical to ours (two beds). The wife talked a lot about the tough transition, especially when it came to finding a church and making friends. Their eyes lit up when I told them we were Christians and my husband was a chaplain. I look forward to getting to know them better and thought about asking her if she would like to cook together sometimes. We originally met when they started smelling my cooking and stopped by to tell me it smelled good. I wished at that moment I had cooked more. Eventually they came in with their food to cook and we talked for probably 30 minutes.

It's not the ideal kitchen or home for that matter, but it's the home God has chosen for us for now and I'm grateful for community (the very thing the sermon was about at Chapel Next on Sunday!).