On this, my fifth day of managing the coffee shop, I did not drop five beverages as I did yesterday. No, today when I made a mistake on someone’s drink, I freely admitted it, and they freely tipped me $1, and I said aloud, “My! I get tipped even when I make mistakes!”
And they truly said, “Keep up the bad work!”
On this morning before work, I should have typed up the homework which is late for my online class on Ecclesiology/Eschatology, but I did not. No, I read Psalms for heart-work and exhaled. And it was better, even if my grade will not be.
On this evening after work, I should have met with a lady whom I tutor in English, but I did not. No, I rescheduled and instead I leaned against the tree barefoot and sat in the grass with a warm beverage at Peet’s on Lake avenue. And then Amy arrived and we sat in the grass and talked and laughed about jobs and mysterious “callings” and “growing up” until it was accidentally dark.
I am right-round behind on many major things, but all is yet right with the world.
can I say amen?
I need some more heart-work these days…
can I say amen?
I need some more heart-work these days…
It keeps getting accidently dark in my life these days just about every day. . .
I love the summer – where the words and breezes troll along through the evening and it is dark and already 10:30pm before you even blink. …Where you purposely let yourself get a little more behind because the day is just so lazy and calm that the rush of life seems a little ridiculous.