Joy Found
So I’m out on the playground at recess and the kids are driving me nuts! They won’t leave me alone. They want me to play with them. (They’re so cute.)
I tease, “I’m gonna change my name and not tell you what it is.”
They all laugh.
I grin.
The game is ‘come eat at the Nasty Burger’.
(The Nasty Burger is located behind the slide and under the tube platform.)
I say, “Nasty Burger! That’s gross I don’t want to eat there.”
One of them calls back, “Our health rating is up. We got rid of the roaches.”
They all laugh.
I order a chocolate milkshake and fries and am carefully handed my invisible food.
They say, “That’ll be $20.00.”
I say, “That’s too expensive.”
They say, “Just hand us your debit card.”
I say, “What?”
They say, “You can just give us your credit card.”
I say, “What?”
They say, “Our taxes are due! We need your money. We’ll give you a coupon. We got rid of the roaches!”
They’re so funny!
I think God blesses us all in very personal ways. For me the Nasty Burger is a rest stop on the path to joy.
