Sometimes it’s tempting
to judge a book by its cover.
In the days when an
ice cream sundae cost considerably less, a little boy entered a coffee shop and
sat down at a table. A waitress placed a glass of water in front of
him. “How much is an ice cream sundae?” he inquired with a smile.
“Fifty cents,” replied
the busy waitress.
The little boy pulled
his hand out of his pocket and studied a number of coins. “How much is a
dish of plain ice cream?” he asked timidly.
Some people were
waiting for a table so the waitress was now growing impatient. “Thirty-five
cents,” she snarled with unbridled contempt.
The little boy again
counted his coins. “I’ll have the plain ice cream,” he decided.
The waitress brought
the ice cream to his table and quickly walked away. The boy finished,
paid the cashier and departed. When the waitress came back, she swallowed
hard at what she saw there. Placed neatly beside the empty dish were two
nickels and five pennies, the little lad’s relatively generous and thoughtful
tip. The child deemed it more important
to provide a tip than to have the dessert he really wanted.
My friends, it’s far
easier to judge and criticize than to appreciate and accept. Let’s
embrace the latter, not the former. After all, only GOD knows the hidden
value of the human heart.
Sisters and brothers,
be continually blessed, and please (above all else) MAKE SURE YOU ARE READY TO
MEET OUR SOON COMING KING. Maranatha!
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