Have you ever looked forward to a trip or dining in a trendy place only to be disappointed by the actual experience? It happened to us last year on a much anticipated vacation to St. Thomas Island. It was not our best beach vacation because it rained nearly every day.
One experience stands out. We searched out a café that bears the name of a favorite aunt. The New York Times listed it as a good place for breakfast—a fact proudly displayed in the tourist booklet and on a menu board at the door. Perhaps because our namesake is a gracious lady, we expected a warm reception.
Ms G refilled coffee cups across the room, engaged in witty banter with the men—all without a glance our way. Still no menus.
Had she forgotten us?
When she delivered an order to a nearby table, I asked for a menu in what I considered a polite voice. Her curt reply, “In a FEW minutes, Miss,” stunned me. I can’t say why, but we didn’t leave. And when she was ready, she brought our menus. I asked for coffee, and we were prepared to order when she delivered it.
Having plenty of time to consider the affront, I mused about our treatment.
Perhaps the listing in The Times had gone to her head, giving her the feeling that we should feel honored to sit in her presence.
Perchance she had traced her ancestry to royalty and fancied herself a princess.
Maybe I reminded her of someone who had been unkind to her in the past.
- Or every fifth customer might receive similar treatment.
Ms G’s identity will remain hidden to protect her in her woundedness.)
Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. Col. 3:12