Life’s Drive-through Window Lacks Hope
The drive-through window of life remains understocked with real hope.
Less than a mile from my family’s neighborhood, the same fast-food restaurant provides drive-through service at two different locations in opposite directions.
At the end of our road, we must make a decision.
Do we turn right or left?
To the right stands a newer version of the business established in the 1940’s.
But the same problem exists with both.
My son arrived home to discover an incorrect order. He’d ordered lunch, paid and waited. Yet later found his bag filled with breakfast items. The scent of sausage instead of chicken frustrated him.
Since my husband and I have had similar experiences, I check everything before driving away. Opening each bag, wrapper, or container. It assures I’m leaving with what I expected…what I wanted.
And I never want to wait. I want service and I want it pronto (the culture in which we live). Impatience tempered with social manners. Please! I’m in a hurry!
Life’s Drive-through Window
In the same way, life’s crossroads force me to park and stay a while. They keep me bewildered about whether to go right or left and wondering if I’ll leave the next place with what I expected, all the items I wanted. So, I grow weary in the waiting.
Here’s the problem with life’s drive-through window.
August 9, 2018 at 8:30 am | Uncategorized