Nineteen years ago, in the summer of 1993, seven of my friends got together. Realizing the rich differences of our backgrounds, we decided to have a dinner in which each person would have to bring a dish of food from their native country. We dubbed it the International Party.
One friend brought chicken with peanut sauce. Another brought exotic Persian rice. Still another brought pita bread and humus made with sesame seed. Carmen, who would later become my dear wife, fried platanos with black beans. I flipped hamburgers. It was our way of representing the entire world.
Being adopted into a loving family who could not provide information about my biological origins, I spent many years searching for the definition of mother. Perhaps the greatest consequence of my quest has been the Why Mom Deserves a Diamond® contest. Every year, thousands of kids from every background come to recite their words of appreciation to their moms, dads, and other significant persons in their lives. When words of love are spoken, they emit a positive force that gives us purpose.
After nineteen years, we celebrated the International Party once again. The magical moment of the past was reawakened. Also, if mother is defined as one who nurtures and instructs our footsteps, then our beautiful earth must also be our mother.
The result of my combined thoughts is The World Table. I cheerfully give it to you.
The World Table
Today we bring food to the World Table. As we sit and eat with people from all nations, it is easier to see our sameness than our differences, and that we are all wonderfully interwoven.
As we savor our fellowship and the flavors of our cultures, we can see the reflection of ourselves in each other. At the World Table, our hearts define all things.
At the World Table, we know a single spark has ignited our glowing torch. The universe gave birth to the stars and our Earth. Our Earth gave birth to us.
At the World Table, we are all children of the same Mother.
Until we meet again at the World Table, we will remember our joyous feast. We will do all things with great love, and we will love and care for our Living Mother, who has so perfectly loved us.
Written by Diamond Mike Watson
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