When my husband and I married, we began the habit of sitting down together for meals. As soon as the children arrived, the temptation arose to do what was expedient at the dinner table instead of what was better (separate meal times, not sitting down together, etc.). Sometimes it’s crazy. But we’ve pressed on, and every evening, with rare exception, we eat dinner as a family. All seven of us, and sometimes more, gather to be nourished in body and spirit. It is loud, for sure, but it is a place to connect, be fed, and a time to try to get a word in edgewise. We enjoy our table and usually linger there for awhile afterward.

Family Meal TableThe nightly ritual of cooking dinner, getting the table set, and sitting down can be somewhat of a chore. I enjoy the eating and talking part, but I don’t always enjoy the preparations. But today when I watched The Family Meal Table (produced by Franklin Springs Media), I was inspired to continue the tradition, and to approach it with joy and flair.

Many of you might be familiar with Nancy Campbell, editor of Above Rubies. I’ve been reading Nancy for years, but I’ve never seen or heard her. In this presentation, she talks about the family meal table being the heart of the home. (In her sing-song accent, the word “heart” is pronounced “hot.” I smiled every time she said the word.) In this one hour video, she inspires, encourages, and equips women to make the family meal table a priority. Never legalistic or condescending, Nancy reminds us that the enemy of the best is sometimes those things that are good. Too much running around and misplaced priorities take away from nurturing our bodies and souls around the table. Her husband, Colin, also speaks to men about nourishing your family’s souls with God’s Word.

This is the stuff of life. When my children look back on their childhoods, I imagine that they will remember the “way things were.” With fondness I hope they will relish the comfortable traditions we found in the dailyness of life. The family dinner table is one of those things that people are homesick for, but they don’t realize that it’s what they are missing.