Yesterday I was standing in line at the grocery store and saw the cashier just lose it over a woman in mid-check out who had dodged out mid-ring-up to run back to get some blueberries.
The cashier was really annoyed and was about to drop the sale and start on my order.
That would have meant that the woman who could not remember berries would have to start her check out of her entire order over AND hustle to the back of the line.
I told the cashier with a smile, I had the ability to be generous with my time and I could hold off a bit while she gathered her forgotten berries.
The woman comes back out of breath from running with berries and starts apologizing to me.
With all my calm, I told her the same thing I told the cashier. I had the ability to be generous with my time.
It was not difficult to give her a few moments of my time to get berries. I added that they seemed important by the way she took off like a shot to RUN and get them.
Tears swell and she tells me her daughter was ill and REALLY wanted those berries. It had been a tough three months and she was tired. Too tired to come back.
I would have done the same for my kids. I told her she must be a really nice mom to go to that trouble to make sure she could deliver that gift of berries.
waves and good tidings and then my turn came with the annoyed cashier.
" Now, wasn't that worth the wait?"
Pushed out of her annoyed coma the attendant agreed.
Grace is often the most generous gift we can all give.
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