dinner prep

am I lost in all this prep?
I hope not.

Big dinner tomorrow with friends from every corner of our lives here.
Not sure where exactly everyone is going to sit but I guess we'll cross that bridge when we get there (or are we there?).

I am a planner. I like attention to detail. I want it not so much to look perfect but FEEL perfect.

Relaxing, Reflective, Rejuvenating
Loving, Filling and Laughing

Those are my goals for the day tomorrow.
But I can't shake these faces in my mind.
The faces that will be alone, the faces that feel hopeless and the faces that think no one cares.
Men, women, children, families, broken or together - all ages. But mostly young girls.
Too young.
I'm not depressed about it but I feel charged.
There is a responsibility there somewhere on my part. What is it?

I will be here and my heart will be loving on the people in my home but it will also be else where, loving on the unloved, praying for their hope and a continuing wonder in my heart about my part in the picture.