"The lady in line."

Before picking up a friend for class tonight, I decided to go to Starbucks...As I entered, I stood in front of a lady ordering. I wasn't actually in the line, nor was I too far from it. I felt my conscience telling me to move up just in case someone might think I'm not in line...but I didn't. This lady walks in with a dog and simply goes in front of me, ready to order. We make eye contact and she smiles at me. I told her, "I'm in line" and she says, "Oh, you are? Well you should come around over here where the line is so you're actually in line." Already surprised from what she had to say to me, I followed, then I gave my order to the worker. After ordering my drink, I take a seat at the closest table near me. Then I thought, "Wow? Did that JUST happen? Why didn't I speak up? Why didn't I say, "Well obviously I'm in line if I'm standing right here." How could I be so passive and let her talk to me like that?" Then it hit me, I'm glad I didn't say anything and was just passive towards the situation. Why? Because what did I have to prove? Yes, it was my bad for just standing there, not really looking like I was in line, but at the same time I needed to just let it go.

I praise God for allowing me to experience Pastor Reuel's message last Sunday about loving one another (and with a little input with having tougher skin). I may not have said anything to the lady in line but I did show her a quiet, humble spirit and sometimes not saying anything at all is better.