only help my unbelief

I thought this only happened at Christmas, or never
February 14, 2009, 10:23 am
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Christian and I decided to be, as my 14-year-old sister – an expert on all things relationship – said, “party-poopers” and go out for Valentine’s Day yesterday, on the 13th. That was mostly because we had some things we wanted to do today (Saturday) that were going to take up most of the day.

So we dressed up and went to what we consider a fancy restaurant (Olive Garden) and ate some delicious food.

While we were waiting for our check, an older man who had been sitting with his wife across from us came over to our table and put his hand on Christian’s shoulder. I immediately felt awkward.

“Young man, I just wanted you to know how much it blessed me to see you and this young lady praying for your food before you ate. I just wanted to give you something to help with your bill.”

He stuck a $20 bill in Christian’s shirt pocket and walked away.

We stared at each other for a few moments, wide-eyed.

“Wow,” Christian said.

I can honestly say that in the last three years of dating and going out to eat and praying before our meals, we’ve never gotten paid for it.

As we tried to process what had just happened, we talked about what a beautiful picture it was of God’s grace.

We don’t deserve anything, first of all.

And thanking God for our food? Well, that’s just something we do out of gratitude to the Lord.

So $20 in a shirt pocket was something we deserved or earned, and yet God chose to bless us in that way. As a result, we got to see the movie we were planning to see for free, with a couple dollars left over (which reminds me to mention how incredibly expensive it is to see movies. This is why we have Netflix. It cost more to see one movie together than it costs for us to use Netflix for the entire month. Ridiculous.).

And now we have a pretty good story to tell about the Valentine’s Day gift God gave us through an anonymous old man at Olive Garden.


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That is so sweet! It makes me want to be that sort of older person in years to come (the kind that spurs on faith in others, that is).

And if it makes you feel any better about being Valentine’s Day PPs, we also went to dinner on the 13th. (Mostly this is due to a last-minute trip to Chicago w/some friends, and there were no reservations to be found after to 3:00 p.m. Saturday.) You are not alone! 🙂

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