Cups of Cold Water
True Christian hospitality begins when love makes room for the stranger.
Before today’s reflection, let me say this clearly.
As I like to remind people from time to time, an online faith and spirituality community can be a real gift. A newsletter homily can be meaningful. This space can help us pray, think, heal, and remember that God has not forgotten us.
But nothing can take the place of life within the community of the Church: the ecclesia, the assembly of God’s people.
Nothing can take the place of receiving Jesus Christ, truly present, Body, Blood, Soul, and Divinity, in the Eucharist.
So if you are able to get to Mass today, I highly encourage you to go. Go receive the Lord. Go stand with the gathered Church. Go let your faith be strengthened not only by words on a screen, but by sacrament, prayer, song, silence, and the presence of other human beings trying to follow Christ.
And if you need help finding a church where you can belong, I am always here to help if I can. The Holy Spirit has connected me with a growing number of resources to help people find safe, faithful parishes, though many of those resources are still concentrated in major metropolitan areas.
And if you are not ready to walk through the doors of a church, or if you fear there may not be one near enough to your home where you can safely worship, then let this be your ecclesia for now.
You are welcome here.
Cups of Cold Water
The Christian word for hospitality is stronger than we usually think.
In Greek, it is philoxenia. (Sorry for the double Greek lesson today) It means love of the stranger. Love of the foreigner. Love of the person who is not already inside our circle.
That is very different from entertaining friends. There is nothing wrong with a good meal with people we already love. Please invite me, I am not opposed. But biblical hospitality is not simply having people over when the house is clean and the calendar is convenient.
Hospitality is the holy act of making room.
In our first reading, the woman of Shunem sees Elisha passing through. She recognizes that he is a man of God, and she does something wonderfully practical. She feeds him. Then she makes a room for him, with a bed, a table, a chair, and a lamp.
No grand speech. No dramatic announcement. Just space. Just welcome. Just the decision that someone else’s need has a claim on her life.
And Scripture tells us that blessing enters her house through that welcome.
This runs all the way through the Bible. In fact, when the prophets speak about Sodom, the sin is not merely the thing people often reduce it to in our modern arguments. Ezekiel says the guilt of Sodom was pride, excess of food, prosperous ease, and a refusal to aid the poor and needy.
In other words, Sodom becomes a symbol of a society that had enough room, enough bread, enough safety, and enough comfort, but would not make space for the vulnerable stranger.
That should make every generation of believers a little nervous.
Because inhospitality can look very respectable. It can sound prudent. It can hide behind phrases like “not our problem,” “they should have planned better,” or “we have to take care of our own first.”
And then Jesus arrives in the Gospel and says, “Whoever receives you receives me.”
That is the shock of Christian hospitality. We do not welcome the stranger because it is polite. We welcome because Christ has bound himself to the one who comes in need.
Then Jesus makes it even smaller, even more concrete: “Whoever gives only a cup of cold water to one of these little ones… will surely not lose his reward.”
A cup of cold water.
That is not a heroic act. It is not expensive. It does not require a committee, a campaign, or a strategic plan, which is a relief, because some of us have survived enough committees for several lifetimes.
It requires attention.
It requires seeing the person in front of us. The immigrant. The lonely neighbor. The exhausted parent. The person who feels like the Church already decided they were a problem before learning their name.
Hospitality begins when we stop asking, “Do they belong here?” and start asking, “How can I make room?”
And this is where Saint Paul’s words about baptism matter. We have been baptized into Christ’s death so that we might walk in newness of life. The old life clings to fear, scarcity, and suspicion. The new life makes room because Christ first made room for us.
So this week, do something simple.
Offer the cup of cold water.
Make the call. Send the message. Share the meal. Leave space at the table. Welcome someone who cannot repay you.
Because sometimes the kingdom of God looks like a prophet’s room on a roof.
And sometimes it looks like a cold drink handed to someone who thought no one saw them.
And now it’s your turn….
Where have you experienced real hospitality, the kind that made room for you when you needed it most?
And who might need a cup of cold water from you this week?
Share in the comments. I’d love to hear where this Gospel is meeting you today.



Father I love your writing today but I cannot attend a mass in a church where on one hand the person next to you offers you the sign of peace and then when they walk out of the church they are spouting everything I stand against. It is the hypocrisy of people that keeps me away from church and the catholic religion. I love how you write and it is so full of love and hope that this is what I ponder when God and I have our daily talks. Thank you and keep writing!
I think you have forgotten one. “You are enabling them”. Our neighbors on the street corners are met with generosity by some, scorn by many, and hostility by some. “If you stop giving to them, they will go away”. I have asked those who say that, where will they go? For me, it’s the only answer that makes others think. Giving a dollar, a bottle of water, a protein bar, looking them in the eye and saying “God Bless you”, isn’t a lot but just might give someone a reason to go on.