The upside to difficultly is a better pray life. It seems the more often than not I am praying a lot more through the day. Often times my quick prayers are overheard by others and they confuse it for talking to myself. It is sort of humorous in a sort of way. This has only become a way of life since all the job trials in the last 5 years. Anyhow, it just is becoming more automatic, and I forget often where I am and who might be listening.... I had three ladies come in the other night...a grandmother, mother and daughter come in the other night for dinner. So far nothing stood out from any other guest that I have waited on. I recommended that they get a Feast for Two. It is a meal served up on a trash can lid and the whole table eats it family style. These are easy to ring in as a waiter and the kitchen is able to get these out fast. Anyhow I got their drinks, there food is delivered and now it is on to the table of 14 (6 adults and 8 children). Busy is an understatement. After 15 min. of taking the orders and drinks request of the large table, I check in with my table of three ladies. That is when the grandmother reaches out grabs my arm and starts to get teary. She then tells me how this is the first meal they have had since her son passed away two days ago and that they are traveling to NY for the funeral the next day. It the midst of the chaos time stopped for a brief second. Not thinking of where I was, or what I was doing, I asked her if I could pray for her, very little time to think, just a knee jerk reaction. So there we are, my hand on her shoulder, praying for her and family for peace, mercy and comfort in the midst of the dinner rush at Famous Daves in Bel Air. Press On All!! Press On!!
