HUMBLED

There’s this restaurant we like inside Disneyland called the Royal Banquet Hall. As King and I lined up to order our food, some guy cut in and was entertained ahead of us by the guy behind the counter. We were slightly annoyed but whatever. We just wanted to order and eat. I was slowly carrying two trays of food to the cashier when one of the crew offered to help me. I was so grateful. I told him that my husband would be needing help too, because he would be carrying 3 trays. The guy then went to King, but seeing that my husband didn’t understand, I had to call his attention. He turned to me, and I was able to tell him that “he’s trying to help you.” When he came to me, he told me that he thought it was the same guy wanting to cut in again and trying to get our food.

Don’t we all make this mistake at times? We assume too quickly. We jump to conclusions. We talk before listening.

As I was getting King’s permission to continue writing this, he told me a few more details that were key. He told me that the guy who approached him only said, “I’m getting that tray,” insisting he was getting the tray. So instead of responding favorably, King responded with “I ordered this. Why are you getting it?” When he asked King if I was his wife, that’s when King turned and saw me.

I should listen to my own advice. I assumed too quickly that King was the reason for the miscommunication. I jumped to the conclusion that he talked first without listening. I didn’t bother asking what the guy said or how the conversation went down. I did not even consider that the guy could have said something totally off.

There’s a reason why we have twice as many ears as our mouth. We need to listen twice as much as we talk.

Sorry Lord. Sorry babe. God indeed humbles the proud. (insert sheepish grin here)