This post features Francie Ford, who generously agreed to be the volunteer innkeeper during community week last fall.
During Community Week last autumn, when the Sisters conduct
the business of the Monastery, a family
requested several days of reservations for the entire Inn. Because they did not want to disappoint their
guests, the Sister innkeepers turned to me.
I felt like a little girl, playing house; it was going to be
“my” space, into which to welcome the guests. I would serve the treats; I would get the breakfast. But, shortly before the guests arrived, the
reality hit me. This week was my
responsibility. It was going to be up to
me to see to the credit card transfers, the assignment of the rooms and the
sorting of the proper keys, the maintenance of the flower gardens,
the coffee and food. And, although I
knew I could interrupt the Sisters if an emergency occurred, I did not want to
have to do that. Yikes!
My greatest concern, however, was that I would not provide the
true welcoming hospitality the Sisters give. And for this lack there was no panic button; I could not ask a guest to
wait while I found someone to take over welcoming them. Yikes, again!
Oh, me of little faith. I had not counted on the grace that abounds in that place. The Sisters would never have asked me had they
not believed I could do the job. They
had carefully trained me, so gently that I had not realized how much I had
learned. When the guests arrived,
welcoming them was natural. When I had
difficulty with the credit cards, the guests were patient. When I did anything for them, they were
unstintingly grateful.
What I received in turn were blessings beyond
imagining. When my friends ask what I do
at The Inn, or why I continue to volunteer, I reply that being there provides
the way to experience what really matters to me: service, hospitality,
conviviality. I can hardly wait to go
again.
Francie Ford