Dear Friends,
This morning I went a bit out of my way to visit Dunkin’ Donuts. I was excited for this special treat. After studying the options, I slid over to order. The girl at the register said, “hi.” I was a little caught off guard because the “hi.” was quite unwelcoming, but without thinking I promptly responded, “Hi, how are you?” (with my excited, about-to-eat-a-doughnut-and-spend-time-with-God voice). She didn’t respond other than a blank stare. I looked at her name tag, which was upside down and scratched enough to make the name illegible. I kind of forgot my intentions for ordering, but after making it through my coffee and Cinnamon Munchkins request, I paid, not expecting another word (or facial expression). But as she bent down to get a bag, she said very quietly and matter-of-factly, “Cinnamon Munchkins are the best.” I found it really exciting that she decided to talk to me and exclaimed, “Yeah, they’re my favorite too!” before considering that (1) I had never tasted Cinnamon Munchkins or (2) I couldn’t remember tasting any other Munchkins for that matter. When I turned to leave, I was more than two steps away when I heard, “Have a good day!” (I use an exclamation not to indicate enthusiasm, but rather a positive tone). And I turned back and smiled. “You too.” #victory
I share this for two reasons:
- Although I don’t get to hear it, this girl’s story is really important to me. I care that she is downcast, even if she’s just not a morning person. I wonder why her name is scratched off. I wonder where she’s been and what she hopes for. And I am thankful we connected through our choice in Munchkins!
- There have been times I would rather interact with people as a nameless machine. I liked it because it was more predictable and manageable. But something amazing has happened and I am free from hiding. I have found that people are worth the risk. And that God provides so faithfully and creatively in my conversational weaknesses.
Sincerely,
Katie