The Power of Mealtime Conversations

In this excerpt from Plus: The Power of Faith, a woman reflects on the lessons of faith and love she learned around the kitchen table.

By Marilyn Strube

He slid the keys back to me. The tabletop felt smooth under my fingers as I grasped my key ring. His hand covered mine and squeezed. Then he was out the door, lunch pail in hand.

As I stood before the museum exhibit all those years later I brushed away a tear. You’re crying over a table, for Pete’s sake! I chided myself, though I knew it wasn’t actually our table that had held us all together. It was love that bound us, especially as we sat there at mealtimes, eating, laughing, arguing–together as a family, the way God intended.