Jason, a blind and autistic 8 year old, feels the music.
If this doesn’t move you, then you’re not wired right.
Tonight I’ve been struggling with my preteen lesson for tomorrow. I’ve been hacking it up and down trying to make it flow and feel true to my heart. Each time I’ve ended up shaking my head and wanting to throw it out the window. Usually when this happens, I go get food. And lately, it’s been Steak and Shake. So tonight I sat at the counter and while I tried to pull a lesson together I watched the furious speed and frenetic pace of a Saturday night gone crazy. And the crew was amazing. I was sitting in my booth seat when I noticed my waitress reading a recently signed ticket and expressing frustration to the manager and the gathered fellow workers. They all agreed with her before splitting up. I later brought it up to said manager. He reported that the waitress in question had recently been getting stiffed on credit card tips and he even said, “She’s one of our best, so it’s odd.” And so I knew that late night itch for grease had been for a good reason. I got up a bit later and serendipitously enough, my waitress was the one checking me out. And so I gave her a sizable tip. She half looked at it and then looked at it again, “Sir, what are you doing?!” I looked her in the eye and said, “You’ve been shorted on your credit card tips. Have a good night!” Halfway to my car she caught up to me and had a thousand thanks and actually gave me a hug. “God bless you” were her words and I gave her a smile, “I’ve been on the other side of the counter. You’re very welcome.”
All this to say - God had me there for a reason. Do I know if she was of a praying persuasion? Do I know if that was the one thing she needed? I dunno. But tonight God answered a prayer in two fascinatingly hilarious ways. He answered my lesson problem. And He provided something for someone who needed something tonight. He get’s all the glory for this one. I can’t imagine tonight ending any better. Wowza.
Since when did the world stop caring?
Broken iPhone apps, a bicycle that falls apart a week after you buy it, films that are horribly written and edited…
I’m sick of it. I can’t take it.
IT’S YOUR LIFE!!! It’s your art, it’s everything you stand for as a human being. It may take a little longer…