She
Welcomes You
To Her Table . . .
She welcomes you with a smile that feels like
sunshine. Her table is already set—thoughtfully,
lovingly, maybe even with a floral bouquet
gathered from her garden or picked up from the
local market that morning. Whether it’s a casual
lunch or a Tuesday afternoon lemonade,
everything about her table says you matter. And
somehow, without saying a word, she lets you
know: there’s always room for you.
Her heart blooms with generosity. Each meal she
prepares is rooted in gratitude, and each setting
at her table is a little bouquet of love—whether
it’s a floral napkin, a name card handwritten in
joy, or a mismatched plate that somehow feels
just right. There may be no special occasion, but
she makes it feel like one.
She’s the gal who remembers. The one who
knows your favorite dessert, your dietary quirks,
and how you like your tea. But more than that,
she remembers who might be hurting. Who
hasn’t been invited in a while. Who may be sitting
alone tonight. Her table always has an open chair
—for the newcomer, the weary, the overlooked.
She welcomes them all like wildflowers in a field:
different, beautiful, fully seen.
“They broke bread in their homes and ate
together with glad and sincere hearts.”
— Acts 2:46
This beautiful verse from Acts feels like the
heartbeat of her home. Meals in her kitchen
aren’t about perfection—they’re about presence.
They’re full of gladness, sincerity, and grace.
She’s the kind of gal who understands that the
table is more than a place to eat—it’s a sacred
space for connection, healing, laughter, and
sometimes tears.
May we be more like her. May we set the
table with joy. And may we never forget
that sometimes, the most sacred seat is
the one we offer to someone else.
Acts 2:46
She is a reflection of divine welcome. Just like
Jesus broke bread with His friends and strangers
alike, she offers herself—not just through food,
but through presence. Her life says, “Come in,
there’s a place for you.” Where you leave not
just full, but filled.
So today, we celebrate her—the gal who opens
her door and sets her table with love. Who fills
vases with daisies and hearts with hope. Who
sees hospitality not as a chore, but as a calling.
Who understands that true beauty is found in
the everyday invitation to simply be together.