Make Hospitality to Friends and Visitors your Family Custom

Cheon Seong Gyeong 1777

Where are the fundamentals of the universe? The fundamentals of the unfallen universe are within the love relationship. We now know that this became the base of wickedness that destroyed heaven and earth. Thus, we can no longer lead haphazard lives. The mistake of one day overturned the history of eons, completely burying God, true parents, and the ideal world under it. That is how frightening the sexual organs are. Each time you urinate, you should be thinking about this: “Hey you scoundrel, even when you urinate, you’d better do it properly!” (281-120, 1997.1.2)

Cheon Seon Gyeong 1267

Who is the Savior that is needed by fallen humankind? The Savior should not be in the position of fallen parents, but instead in the position of Adam and Eve who have not fallen. From there he can become one with God’s will, receive God’s love and blessing, and give rebirth to humanity in the position of true parents. Otherwise, humankind can never escape the connection with the original sin. (22-269, 1969.5.4)


Teachings of Rev. Sun Myung Moon

A household that is always prepared to welcome noble guests will receive blessings. (100:259, October 22, 1978)
Treat people who come to visit you as kings. Serve them as kings and attend them like kings. (89:290, December 4, 1976)

Make hospitality to friends and visitors your family custom. Care for them so well that they say, “Your house is better than mine. This meal is more delicious than the food at my house. Can I stay here one more night?” When you make your house a place where every guest or friend wants to come and stay, even ignoring their own families, you have the Kingdom of Heaven in your family. (16:328, July 31, 1966)
The more people you invite into your home to eat and sleep there, whether they stay in a guest-room or in the attic, the more blessed your family will be. The time will come when families will compete in the practice of hospitality. Families will want to become famous for hosting guests from the neighborhood, the county, from around the nation and from overseas. People do not practice hospitality because they are materially wealthy; they practice hospitality because they are wealthy in heart and love. There is happiness in hosting others, even though you may be eating hard bread. (244:49, January 29, 1993)
Your home should be a place where passing beggars want to sleep or even lean against your doorstep to take shelter from the cold. Even the neighborhood dogs want to lie down there, and birds want to take shelter. There should be bird-droppings on your doorstep from the birds that nest in your eaves. When you make your home like that, you will flourish and God will be with you. Why? Because the place where God’s love dwells attracts all living things; it is a place of peaceful Sabbath rest for all beings. (100:299, October 22, 1978)
My family had a tradition: Nobody passing by our house left with an empty stomach. Our home was widely known to every beggar in the district; they all visited and received our hospitality. When my mother served our grandparents their dinner, she also served the beggars.  It was a heavy physical ordeal for my mother. Yet on one occasion when she neglected to feed a beggar, my father took his own meal and gave it to him. Thenceforth my mother had to feed the beggars or else my father would go hungry.
    I am grateful to my mother, who did not complain though she labored to feed these strangers. It became a motive for a person like me to lead a movement to feed the world. (130:276, February 5, 1984)
All the beggars that lived in or near our district used to visit our house. Our house was like a meeting place for beggars. There were always a few of them sleeping in the guestroom. There was an old mill in our village where beggars would congregate. I made friends with many of them. When our family made rice cakes I always took pity on them and brought them some.33 When a beggar left our house in the morning, I thought, “Who will give them lunch?” Since there was no one, I often fed them. Without asking my mother for anything, I took the food she had set aside for my lunch and shared it with the beggars. It was a good deed. Thinking about it now, I think I did well. (127:111, May 5, 1983)

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