Choosing to give

I made the decision last week that I simply had to give a little in regard to my junk food fetish.  My wallet nor the butt of my pants can take no more. 

As my last hooray I ran to Starbucks for a tall caramel macchiato and a blueberry scone …oh, their blueberry scones … so fresh and delectable.  Just typing the words makes me hungry.  Addiction is a horrible thing. 

But I digress …

So, Starbucks … I pull up to the window and the barista says, “I’m kinda sad.”  Oh dear.  Given the fact that total strangers have a tendency to come up to me and tell me their life stories, I was a little concerned to hear what might come next.  Alas, it was only that the person in front of me refused to pay for my order.  Earlier that morning, you see, a gentleman had offered to pay for the person behind him … and it carried on for 14 cars. Until the car in front of me, pulled up … and the owner discovered I had ordered a scone as well as coffee.  Certainly not! 

It made me laugh. 

It also made me ponder giving, and all it entails.  Giving requires sacrifice–the offering of  your time, money, or belongings.  True giving is also a matter of the heart.  How many of those people in those cars that day paid for the person behind them out of guilt? And by turning around and immediately paying for the order behind them, were they truly accepting the gift that was offered them? 

Deep thoughts, non?  That’s what a caramel macchiato will do for you … perhaps I was a tad hasty in giving them up …

*For the record, thank you for all your comments over the last … however long.  I’m totally not ignoring you.  I have responded here and there … but I just realized most haven’t been sticking.   I typed, I clicked post, and then they disappear into the great abyss.  Sigh.  Yeah, I don’t know either; but I’m working on it!