There were eight single diners and my husband David and me at the Party of One brunch at IHOP on Sunday. Listening to the ten of us I was reminded of the Six Degrees of Separation Theory, which is simply based on the “it’s a small world” phenomenon. The more we talked the more we found we had in common, and the differences faded away.
- “Your daughter lives in Plymouth? I grew up in Plymouth.”
- “You come from Alabama? My husband comes from Alabama!”
- “You’re from McLean, Virginia? I lived there for a while, too!”
- “Your son lives in Wilmington? That’s where I’m spending Thanksgiving.”
- “You love Indian food? I do, too.”
- “You lived on the Cape? I lived on the Cape.”
Even though I trusted that God called me to begin the Party of One ministry, a communal table for single diners, I am not afraid or ashamed to ask for his confirmation. He has provided it in a number of ways. First, it’s been one of the simpler events I’ve organized. Second, now that it’s underway, I don’t feel like I’m dragging a dead horse around. I feel like I’m on Secretariat’s back! Third, this is what I’m hearing from the participants:
- “Thank you so much for starting this!”
- “When do we meet next?”
- “I so appreciate the fact that you did this.”
- “I know someone I want to invite.”
- “This was a brilliant idea!”
I agree; it was a brilliant idea. And since I’ve never been accused of being brilliant, I suspect it was Holy Spirit inspired.
If you haven’t joined us yet, why don’t you come see for yourself?