Of course, the "correct" theological answer is Jesus. But that aside and also considering that He is ALREADY there, I dare not make myself, or them, so vulnerable to answer such a question, esp. on a public venue, but I do have had a few in mind. I have thought of doing just that, well, minus tea and crones and whatever, unless they liked, but I doubt it. For us it probably would be French Vanilla or other Hazelnut? coffee and large cinnamon rolls/muffins made with sweet yeast dough and tons of cinnamon/brown sugar rolled into them and on top, just one for each, unless they insisted, as it would be a tremendous splurge but worth the embellishment of the time together.
No need for conversation. Just to sit at peace and enjoy each other's silent, non-threatening, supportive presence would be a wonderfully, glorious treat. I do not think that many realize the value and significance of this any more, "There is no time for such non-productive nonsense," you could hear today while that is all for which one's child, or friend, yearns
So why haven't I, you may ask? House is in major "construction mode" with still half of floors ripped up, ceiling still being mudded and leveled for finish coats where sky light was, hand rail at front door/deck still waiting for cement to set good on lower 4x4, cold weather has significantly slowed process, so I can finish upper part where the handrail goes (if I do prematurely could dislodge adhesion and structural integrity of posts foundation) and same exists for 3 hand rail posts in ground out back coming up deck to slider (wide opening of 10 ft), and soooo much more all over in and out. Due to aneurysm and other things like Covid by me and wife and old age unpredictables and disabilities and two 1990 vehicles constantly screaming for my attention work is years in making. By the way I have a second house we are moving to which ALSO has floors ripped up and such being worked on by me an hour away, SO I am a little too busy for being able to just sit back and relax. When I try, no matter where I go, things are there to jump on my back and scream "FINISH ME!" Even if I go somewhere else they jump in a back pack on my shoulders and do the same screaming and convicting me: "Why are you doing this when there is so much work to get done?" Hence, my sailboat and bass boat sit unused for years. Sound pathetic? I know and I AM getting out of it but it is not an overnight or even a year long thing. If I were younger much more would be possible, but.... one day at a time. But the light I can now see at the end of the tunnel. Soon,....... The Lord is helping me persevere and continue on. I'd have ripped what's left of my hair out and head off by now if He were not here. Praise, Praise. Praise the Lord of All!!!!!
