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“If you need to evacuate, you’re welcome here.”
What had I just done? Even as I extended the invitation, I was horrified I’d done it.
The largest hurricane on record in the Atlantic was bearing down on Florida and the entire state was on high alert. New data showed a sudden change of course and the Category 4 storm was now headed straight toward my sister’s house.
She had already taken in her in-laws. Now they all needed a place to evacuate and every hotel room within 700 miles was booked from those fleeing this mega-storm.
“I’ll call you right back and let you know,” my sister replied. As we ended our call, I silently hoped they might go north as they’d originally planned. But a few minutes later, I got a text: “We’re on our way. Don’t worry about dinner. We have supplies packed.”
Um, dinner was the last thing on my mind. What worried me was the state of my house.
There was a day when I would have happily opened my home without reservation. In those days, we regularly hosted cook outs with friends, youth events with church and holidays with family. I loved entertaining and loved opening our home to friends and family. But that was then.
And all of that had slowly become another one of the losses after my husband’s death.
Join me at (in)courage today as I share about letting go of my own expectations so I could take hold of welcoming others.