Greetings Dear Reader,
Yesterday I needed gift bags for the gifts I had for my
Grandsons. I went to one of those stores
where everything costs a dollar because I knew that I could get two of the
right size bags for a dollar. As it
turned out, the store I chose had an adventure for me
I quickly found my gift bags and perused the aisles for something
to fill out the bags as what I had was small.
Then I proceeded to the checkout.
There was a line. It was at least
twenty people deep. Apparently, there was only one employee in the store. As I settled
in to await my turn to check out, the entertainment arrived in line three people
behind me.
This lady had a single birthday card She immediately assessed that she was going
to have to wait to pay for her card. Her
next thought, expressed loudly was to complain to God about how she did not
have time to wait in such a long line.
As the line grew behind me she included another lady in her
complaint. As the ladies and God
conversed about the terrible inconvenience, I met eyes with the lady directly
behind me with two baskets filled with glassware. She quietly rolled her eyes as if to wish
away the complaints without complaining herself. I could tell that her baskets were heavy and
offered her my trolley. My three small
items were easy to hold and she gratefully accepted
She expressed a little concern over the wait so I introduced
her to my waiting in line math. I had
counted the people between me and the register.
It was 23. Of that 23, there were
three adults with children; 2, 1, and 3 respectively. This meant I could subtract 6 from the 23, leaving
17. The young lady smiled as she realized
what I was doing.
She added to the distraction from the waiting by offering
that she was getting wine glasses for a wedding rehearsal dinner and that she had
been to three other stores to get enough of them. We talked about the menu and her concern over
getting the meal just right. The line
kept moving as we enjoyed our single-serving friendship.
The two ladies behind us kept trying to get God to complain
about the line with them. As I paid for
my items, I thank the clerk for being so speedy and consistent. The nice lady with the wine glasses approached
the clerk as I was leaving. She explained
that she would need each of the glasses wrapped for protection. The prayer ladies behind her became sure that
God was not listening and prayed louder, or were they swearing and including
God? I could not be sure.
What I was certain of was that I got to use kindness and love
to make someone a little more comfortable and put a little fat into my
soul. That alone, Dear Reader, was worth
the wait.
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every
writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a
homeowner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure
store.”
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