From my countless posts on coffee shops, you are probably highly aware of my love for the place. Just the smell of fresh brew and sultry music. Legit… my jam. So I thought…extend an invitation to a friend. “Treat others how you would want to be treated” they say.
Well, let’s just say, it took me about 5 seconds to order, and my dear friend 5 minutos. Why? You may ask…
Maybe because she’s pregnant and CANNOT have caffeine.
After this realization, I figure, “it’s the thought that counts” right? Spend good quality girl time. Talk about life… and babies. No big deal. But my perfectionist brain kept thinking “the diner would have been a much better idea…why take someone to a coffee shop, if they can’t have coffee?” And so the guilt went on and on.
In my guilt state of mind, all I wanted to do was press the rewind button, and invite my friend to a diner. But ya’ll, I’m so glad that God sees the heart and motivations of your efforts and covers the flaws of our ways. In the middle of my guilt trip, my friend yelled out “Awe… look at her!” Across the aisle and a table over, there were two women: 1 with a baby and the other very pregnant. Watching them and my friend’s delight, made me thank God for his grace. It was like he was saying “I will take it from here.”
As we sat there watching the women, this verse came to mind: “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways.” Isaiah 55:8-9
And so I thought maybe the coffee shop invitation wasn’t such a bad idea, after all.
So, lesson learned: Maybe I should have taken the time to think about my friend and her best interest, as opposed to my “what would I like to do” mentality. But more importantly, I need to extend a little grace to myself sometimes. Sometimes, it doesn’t matter whether you necessarily invite your friend to a coffee shop, diner, or your own home, but that you extended the invitation. Don’t sweat the small stuff! Do your part, and God will take care of the rest.
Can you relate? Tell me about it in the comments below 🙂