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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Anger (01/24/05)
The Angry Waitress

I heard the sound of the alarm buzzing on the headboard time to get up and go to work I thought to myself as a rolled back over, covered my head with the covers and screamed another Sunday. I was not looking forward to going to work this particular day. Sundays were not a good day for me. I hated to wait on the church people that came in after Sunday school. The anger would radiate from them as they sat at the table demanding service as if they were God themselves.

I always wondered why they were so unhappy after being at church….I would have loved to have the day off to go to church. Some days I felt like saying go back until you find love and joy, but a dared not say it aloud. Some of them would not even pay for their food; they would skip out on their checks. After awhile you learned to watch them, carry the check to them, and say, I think you forgot this--- Knowing they did it on propose.

I would always say a prayer for them to find joy. I to would feel anger after waiting on a party of ten and give the best service a server could give and in return be left one dollar and a track. What in the world is the Lord trying to telling me by this! On the other hand, am I reading too much in to it? By the end of the day, I could not help but feel resentment myself and many have told me I have the patience of Job….

I am on my last table of the day it is almost time for me to go home. One little old man eating by himself, he seemed to be lonely. I walk to the table to make small talk to pass the time. He told me his wife had passed last year and he sure did miss her that just broke my heart. I asked him if he believed in God he replied with all my heart. I went on to say you know you will see her again in heaven…yes but it will not be soon enough for me he answered.

I stepped away from the table let him finish eating, and would peek out to see if he had left yet. When he finally left a went to the table to clean it and pick up my tip and to my astonishment found a fifty dollar bill laying on the table with a note. The note read, my sweet child I am so glad I stopped here to eat. Our talk gave me peace, and reminded me my lovely wife is watching and waiting. Thank you for being a child of the Lord, your light is shining bright. After I read this note, I was so glad I did not let others ruin my day.

To this very day, I get a card from this nice man at Christmas. Sundays our not getting me down anymore, because I know that the Lord works in mysterious ways. You just have to take the good with the bad, and the good wills always out weight the bad. I hear the alarm go off on the headboard…thank the Lord its Sunday and I am off for the day.
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DeAnna Brooks
02/03/05
You knew the secret! Looking to BE the blessing, rather than RECEIVE a blessing! What it does to our heart is beyond description. I used to have my children share at the table each evening one way they were a blessing and one way they were blessed. I wish we had practiced it longer, because it sure refined our vision.

God Bless,
DeAnna
Deborah Anderson
02/05/05
I loved what happened with the little old man. God bless you.
Sally Hanan
02/06/05
Sweet story. Even if you find it difficult to check for errors, I think there are some here that you would easily have seen and corrected if you had read it slowly during the preview.