Rob, the cook,
whips up the eggs in the frying pan, he makes a remark to the other cook that
his preacher asked him when he was going to see him on Sunday. At that very
moment, one of the waitresses plopped a quarter in the 1950’s jukebox and
played the song: “You’re My Darling Angel.”
Why this is a
church, the guests are greeted at the door as they walk into the restaurant.
The server gives them the bulletin containing all the information they need to
make their order. They are served with a smile and even a song as another
server starts singing along with the tune on the jukebox.
At the end of
our breakfast, Linda came back to asked if we wanted more coffee, but it was
her spirit that made this place amazing. You were sent on your travels with a
full tummy and filled with joy that you received the very best service from people
who take pride in their work.
The spirit was
definitely present inside this house of pancakes. Maybe no one recognized that
the love of God was oozing with maple syrup and apple butter, but his sweetness
was the dominant theme and the servers and cooks were all ministering together
to make sure their congregation (all those weary travelers and locals) had
their stomach and souls filled for another’s day’s work or play.
I shared this
vacation story with my parishioners at Holy Family and told them we need to treat
one another like those servers at the Waffle House. We are invited to bring our
bread to those who are hungry, comfort to the weary ora smile with a cup of
coffee.
God prays for us
as we reflect: “He commanded the clouds above and opened the doors of heaven.
He rained down food in the form of manna upon them to eat and gave them food
from heaven. People ate the bread of angels.” (Psalm 78: 23-25)
.
Lord, I pray for
all my Sonshine Friends and all in customer service, for the Linda’s at Waffle
House who give their best service may we give thanks for being treated like
special guests with a big tip. May we do the same for one another.
