Sometimes I like to eat at Waffle House, especially in the
evenings.
Of course there are
Waffle Houses on about every corner in a big part of the United States, and
that’s true around where I live.
Recently, my Wednesday night Bible Study/Prayer Meeting
leader challenged us to be conscious of trying to be an encourager to those we
bump into in the everyday world. He
suggested that we do what we can to “value them”…say something that can
brighten up their day, give them a reminder that they really do matter.
Last week, the opportunity presented itself. You guessed it, at Waffle House. I love the way they scramble eggs! Karissa and I commented to each other how
good they were this particular night. I
looked up and saw that the cook was looking over our way. I pointed to my plate
and gave him a thumbs up, with a smile on my face…then said out loud, “These
are great scrambled eggs.” He broke into
the widest grin I think I’ve ever seen.
And for the remainder of our time there, I’m not sure his feet hit the
floor while doing his thing with expert duty at that grill.
I do believe all of that said to this cook that he was more than just somebody to fix my eggs, raisin toast and plain hash browns; HE IS A VALUED PERSON OF WORTH.
I do believe all of that said to this cook that he was more than just somebody to fix my eggs, raisin toast and plain hash browns; HE IS A VALUED PERSON OF WORTH.
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