His jovial laugh could be heard throughout the local diner. His companions were clearly being entertained.
We picked a booth in the heart of this merry bunch. Four older couples just out for a Sunday meal, dressed in their Sunday jackets and dresspants. No dresses worn today. Much too frigid for that. Today comfort was the dresscode. The thermometer read -4.
Women on one end of the table, men on the other, they spoke of the weather, the sermon, and the goings on of their past week. The conversation continued throughout the meal without the slightest pause.
They were filling their physical bodies with bottomless cups of coffee and breakfast goodies, but more importantly, they were emotionally being filled to capacity and overflowing with the human need for personal contact. The eye contact, face to face kind, passing the syrup having real conversations...laughing and sometimes seriously, discussing life with friends who clearly enjoyed each others company.
When it was time to say farewell, the next assembly was being planned. A superbowl party at one of the homes.
Intentional, deliberate planning to be together.
A wise group of supporters, advocating and defending friendship.
A visual sermon indeed.
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