Hospitality?

I think I've had an enlightening thing happen this week. More of a "DUH" thing that anything, but heck, I've learned something, and for that I'll rejoice!

I've had a couple of opportunities arise over the past week and a half where neighbors have had something of a serious nature going on in their lives. You know, especially in the church I grew up in, and maybe in the "old" South, in general, it was just standard to offer a meal, and any help needed. Often times folks know they need the help of a meal prepared for them, or help with housework, or some other practical need, and will refuse the offer. Then you're left with sort of an awkward situation. Usually I have just plowed along and done what's been in my heart to do. It becomes a judgement call.

It dawned on me a week and a half ago when someone was insisting that they may not be at home much after a tragedy, and they didn't know if they would eat a meal there, that one of the best meals I can send to someone is a homemade Chicken Pot Pie, and an Apple Pie. They can freeze the thing for months if needed, or can go ahead and use it, but it's there. I can also make many ahead, and freeze them so I can have them on hand, ready to go at a moment's notice, as is usually the need. I HAVE them, so I can explain to the sweet decline that they are already in the freezer, all I have to do is pull them out, and bring them over. Who can deny that those are also some of the grandest comfort foods?

Soooo...tonight when I got the news that a neighbor's small child is in the hospital with pneumonia I left a message that I was bringing dinner (pot pie meal) would they like it Monday, or Tuesday?

Viola' problem solved!!!!