Have you ever had one of those moments when you thought one thing and the situation turned out entirely the opposite? I mean completely 180 degrees different from what you thought it would be like? What was your reaction…well besides dumbfounded? Sometimes those experiences can be extremely humbling…or at least they should be. But they do happen don’t they? and I think God has a tremendous sense of humor when it comes to some situations. It almost feels like he dangles a carrot right out there in front…right where we can see it…and for some find it to difficult to resist…
What I have for you this time is a little different from what I have ever posted before. This is a poem about just that very instance when you truly think one thing and something else happens…I did not write this and I’m not sure who did but nevertheless I present to you guys…The Cookie Thief…
A woman was waiting at an airport one night with several hours before her flight.
She hunted for a book in the airport shop, bought a bag of cookies and looked for a place to drop.
She was engrossed in her book but happened to see that the man beside her, as bold as could be, grabbed a cookie or two from the bag which she tried to ignore to avoid a scene.
She munched cookies and watched the clock as the gutsy “cookie thief” dismissed her stock.
She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by, thinking, “if I wasn’t so nice, I’d blacken his eye!”
With each cookie she took he took one too, with only one left she wondered what he’d do.
With a smile on his face and a nervous laugh he took the last cookie and broke it in half.
He offered her half as he ate the other, she snatched it from him and thought, “Oh brother”, this guy has some nerve and he’s also rude. He didn’t even show any gratitude.
She had never known when she’d been so galled and sighed with relief when her flight was called.
She gathered her belongings and headed toward the gate, never looking back at the thieving ingrate.
She boarded the plane and sank in her seat, then sought out her book which was almost complete.
As she reached in her bag she gasped in surprise, there were her cookies in front of her eyes.
“If mine are here,” she moaned with despair, “then the others were his and he tried to share!”
Too late to apologize she realized with grief that she was the rude one, the ingrate, the thief…
I hope you enjoyed…
Until next time guys…
