I don't do buffets, all you can eats, or self serve restaurants very well. From overpriced $1.99 buffets in Las Vegas, to the all you can keep down free for alls, I don't enjoy them. For one thing I always seem to get in line after someone on their cell phone must talk incessantly about nothing, and every time I get a chance to pass, they know and speed up. I find the choices are always set up so the things I like are at the end, and such taste tempting dishes such as turkey sausage organic noodle cream delight are first. Who can pass that up? And the ones that have the most choices are like cable TV-nothings on I want! Get me outta here! Quick-a burger!
Serve lousy pizza? Make it an all you can eat. With salad. Nothing better than warm lettuce, and cold pizza. And what is house dressing? Was the house painted with it, or cleaned? I've even tried to time it, so I can get hot, fresh pizza, but somehow end up with the catgut deluxe, or the Italian mystery meat special, the last piece that no one with a pulse would eat. maybe it's true, Mikey will eat anything, but not this Mikey! And you leave full-full of something that is, vowing never to go back until the next time.
Maybe I just don't get the portions right, or the exotic names they give regular food, so pass it over for something less dangerous, how can you screw up tuna fish, but I believe it is a plot to get me. Maybe that is why I am the only one carrying two plates in my first go round, one for show, one for go. Only after an hour has passed after eating do I know which was which.
Self service, to me is just self serving. And when I go out, I like to be served. Yes there are waiters at these places, who are really bus boys, and they even encourage you to tip them for you doing what it is they could have done. And I do, but the scam continues. And does anyone really know what that frozen concoction is they call ice something or other? Amen to extra sprinkles.
We are consumed with self, maybe this is a glorified example of you really not knowing what you want, or need, and even Galatians 5 speaks of self, but in a different tone. It tells us that self control is a fruit of the spirit. More than just quitting after your fifth Twinkie. Or eating those last three pieces of pizza, just because you can. It demands a choice, I like that, but I see too many using their own criteria, not God's, to make decisions, and there again the fruit comes from self, not of the spirit. Just don't try to tell them. But another fruit of the spirit is meekness, best described as power under control. It can be seen as telling the waiter how bad the food really was, but not-just never returning. Being in a situation where retribution would be expected, but passing on it. A time when God shows you a better way, and when you follow it, blessings follow. But where self control can be based on rules-and sometimes not your own, meekness depends on God-trusting Him, no matter what the solution, knowing He will answer the need you have better than you ever could. Even in simple things like choosing food at a cafeteria, or choosing the one you will spend your life with. There is no aspect of your life He doesn't want to be involved in. Only pride, on your part, shuts Him out. As for me, I have found the perfect place to eat. The food is always what I like, the service great, good company, and at prices I can afford. And I know the cook on a first name basis! No more long suffering-another fruit!
The place, my house. The cook, my wife. Not always my first choice, but when I listen to God, the best choice. Better than eating out. The hot things hot, the cold things cold. And in Mikey sized portions.
Choosy wives choose....Jesus!
love with compassion,
Mike
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