My favorite day of the week.

I am typically not a fan of questions such as, "What is your favorite...?" But, if someone were to ask me what my favorite day of the week is since moving to Lana'i I could answer with boldness. Wednesday. No, it's not because it’s the mid week, hump day or anything else that signifies the nearing of the weekend. It's my favorite day because it starts off with the most important meal of the day, breakfast. We rise early on Wednesdays and arrive at the church which is being filled with smells that are reminiscent of home. A stellar cooking team is usually at work preparing chocolate chip pancakes, Filipino sausage, cocoa and juice. The menu varies but the customers are loyal. 

As the clock nears seven the quite of morning is replaced with little feet running, belly laughs and instant joy. The children have come and they are ready to eat. They look forward to each Wednesday morning with great anticipation. Mainly the youth of the island join us, but its open to everyone. You don't have to be a certain age, denomination or ethnicity. All are welcome. 

The pastor always begins with a devotional reading then the feasting begins. My favorite part of this special day is the time we get with the youth while they eat. We discuss the upcoming day and share together in the joys and sorrows. Who knew being in kindergarten could be so tough?! This time is extremely special because many of the youth here have a home life that leaves much to be desired. I often wonder if we are the first ones to ask them about their day or offer a hug as they depart from the church and head off to school. The church is only one or two blocks from the school campus so all of the children walk together. The older ones look after the younger ones as they cross the street. Wednesday breakfast is a true example of community. It warms their bellies, but it is so much more than simply a meal. It is love.