If you can’t feed a hundred people, then feed just one. Mother Teresa

You better cut the pizza in four pieces because I’m not hungry enough to eat six. Yogi Berra

The community potluck is one of the mystery miracles of life. No one is really in charge but somehow there always seems to be enough, and even more miraculous there’s always a perfect blend of salads and an abundance of chips, protein, vegetables, and sweets. Thank goodness for the subtle competition for the best dishes, which ensures there will be some good eats! What could be more satisfying than praise for your broccoli concoction when you know your friend bought her version of the same dish from the deli section of the local market? Yes, there’s also the mystery dish that no one is quite sure of and doesn’t touch until you find yourself standing next to its chef who tells you, “You’ve got to try what I made—you’ll love it.” You are polite in covering some valuable real estate on your plate with this unknown creation only to discover that everyone was correct in passing it by.

In life, we all bring our gifts to share. There are some rivalries that will help raise the bar of what is being offered. There will be moments of mystery. Others will just cruise by and take without contributing to the party, and some will care with all their heart to make sure it all looks beautiful. Then there are those you can always depend on to stick around and help make sure the place is cleaned up before going home. It’s the soul that is added to the friendships, conversation, and listening that keeps you coming back. There is acceptance, understanding, appreciation, marvel and, of course, a lot of love. Bon appetite!

Spiritual Contemplation: What do you bring as your offering to the potluck of life?

Affirmation: I am grateful to be a contributor to life!