I know sweet tea isn’t food.
But in the South, it’s a staple.
Growing up, my Mama never let sweet tea run dry in our refrigerator.
I am pretty sure there was sweet tea in our sippy cups.
I can’t even count on my fingers the amount of times people came over to our house just to sit + sip tea and just simply visit.
My friends would come over and immediately open our refrigerator asking for “Mrs. Wendy’s sweet tea.”
People were always coming to their house, some blood related, some not, coming just to be there.
Some were just killing time.
Some wanted wisdom.
Some came for just time together.
But no matter the reason,
it was at their house that they had that tea.
That tea that my mama mastered.
She learned it from my great grandmother.
And it is, it really is the best sweet tea.
I’ve tried my hardest to be able to make my tea taste like hers.
But it NEVER tastes the same.
But I think the reason that tea tastes so perfect is the reason we all drink it.
Because yes, I’m not lying y’all, its amazing.
And yes, mother, if you’re reading this I know the key is to “let it sit” before adding water.
We drank that tea at supper every night as kids.
We drank tea when we had a bad day at school and my mama fixed us a glass to make us feel better.
We drank that tea when all my friends came over after school or church.
We drink that tea at #PlunkettTuesday dinners.
My mother stewards hospitality in the most honoring way.
She opens her home every single week for everyone to come over and sit around her + my Dad’s table.
She is a mom to those whose parents live in other cities, states, and countries.
She has spent her life allowing her home to be a haven for people to comfortably walk into without knocking…
Just to sip on some sweet tea.
Her sweet tea really is the best.
Her hospitality is what makes us all crave it.
It means more time learning from her.
In 30 days of wishful doing, I challenge you to be a person who loves people well.
A person who allows the world around you to experience the power of Jesus through your kindness, your joy, your listening ear….
and maybe just a glass of sweet tea.