Even His Laughter Was Funny

Photo by Mary Vee
a lovely restaurant in Venice, Italy
not the location of today's post, though

I sat with a group of friends at a restaurant and because of the angle of my chair, I saw an interesting situation play out.

An older man and woman sat across from each other at a table. He told her a lengthy story during their meal, animating his words with his hands. He was so engaged in this tale he even laughed and snorted. I wish I could have heard what he said.

Anyway, the woman kept her eyes on him but barely responded. I thought, why isn't she laughing with him? Even if what he said wasn't funny, his laughter was funny. But she didn't say a word or laugh the entire time I watched.

At the end of the meal she excused herself to the ladies room.

He paid the bill, and the waiter brought Styrofoam boxes holding what I assumed was the food they couldn't eat. He looked back toward the ladies room. Ah, the body language was clear. He had to use the men's room, she wasn't back, and the Styrofoam containers were on the table. He shrugged, left the containers, and went to the men's room.

While he was gone, she returned to the dining room. A look of panic/where is he/ why did he leave was on her face. She looked to the left and right as she walked back to the table. Once she saw the containers her look changed to judgement. Like, why did he leave these things unattended? She folded and unfolded her hands, keeping her eye on the back hall where the men's room was.

When he returned to the table, her stoic look did not change a bit. He warmly smiled and place a hand on her shoulder.

Then they left.

Wow.

The only other detail I haven't given was neither wore a wedding ring.

So. Maybe this was a blind date. I don't know. I was just taken with his efforts to engage her, to share things he enjoyed, to get her to smile.

Isn't that like what God does for us? Sometimes we are such stick in the muds not seeing his artistry in nature, the songs of creatures, His goodness all around us. I'm guilty.

Let me share this a-mazing verse. It's a top ten one for memorizing. Say it when you wake every morning because God is so happy about you, He loves you SO much, He is singing!!
Talk about a reason to smile!!

Zephaniah 3:17

The Lord your God in the midst of you is mighty

He will save

He will rejoice over you with gladness

He will rest in his love

He will joy over you with singing

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