Those who know me are aware that I can't pass a Starbuck's or a Chick-Fil-A without stopping to indulge in their addictive-as-heroin delicacies. I guess it's the Southerner in me that can't resist good coffee or fried chicken. And who would want to?
Today, when satsifying a craving for Chick-Fil-A's bite-size hashbrowns, the server told me she was giving me an extra box of them for free since it was the end of their breakfast service. Lucky me! Extra potatoes on St. Patrick's Day! I guess I have the luck of the one-eighth Irish after all.
Savoring my good fortune (and hash browns), I was determined to "pay it forward" and continue the benevolence as I saw a pigeon pecking at the cracks in the sidewalk. Before I got within range to toss him a free breakfast, he flew away. Little did he know that he missed a feast fit for a bird because his fear got the best of him.
I had to wonder...how many times do we miss out on a blessing because of our fear or because we're just to busy to notice? In other words, when opportunity calls, am I on the other line? Taking a lesson from the pigeon, I resolved to keep my head up and eyes open, ready for whatever heavenly hand-out comes my way.
Monday, March 17, 2008
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