I was to meet my friend “Lou” today at the “Huddle House” in Warrior, Alabama, for Breakfast.
Before I arrived, Lou had texted me that he was also bringing his “Amigo” with him.
In my “Out of touch” world, that —to me— meant that he was bringing his kid with him. His daughter, to be exact.
I often eat at the local “Huddle House.”
Upon entering, the Manager and Waitresses even wave to me.
“You look dapper today,” the waitress tells me.
I thank her for the compliment.
I had put a Sports Jacket on along with my new Derby Hat.
I usually eat at the counter, but I tell them I am meeting a friend today, and I grabbed a booth.
My waitress comes to my booth.
“She must be special since you got your Sports Jacket on and look dapper.”
“It’s just a childhood friend. He’s a guy, and we don’t see one another often. I think he’s bringing his daughter,” I tell her.
I then told her that I wanted Coffee and Water to drink. She walks off to get my drinks.
Lou walks in, and a Spanish guy is with him. Both dressed in work clothes.
“I thought you meant you were bringing your kid to work with you,” I say to Lou.
“I told you I was bringing my Amigo,” he replies, and we all three laugh.
Lou then introduces me to his Amigo, “Manuel,” and we sit.
Manuel is originally from Mexico, and I could tell right away that he was a good fella. Within the first five minutes, we were discussing Jesus and the Church.
Spanish being Manuel’s first language, he pronounced Jesus with the “H.”
We all placed our orders:
—Steak and Eggs for me
—Southwestern Breakfast Burrito for Lou
—Southwestern Breakfast Burrito for Manuel
Manuel didn’t like the Salsa provided. It didn’t taste well and wasn’t hot enough. He laughed when I told him I only like a little heat and can’t take hot-hot Salsa.
When the Breakfast came, I bowed my head and silently said a Prayer. I’m guessing Lou did the same.
Manuel, however, whispered his Prayer to the Lord.
I personally don’t like to say my Prayer out loud, even if I whisper it.
People beside me don’t want to hear what I talk to the Lord about.
“Father God, thank you for keeping this Colostomy attached to my stomach. Please don’t let it fall off…again. And thank you for keeping my Urostomy from leaking Pee. Please keep this Breakfast get-together “Poop and Pee” free. Thank you for everything, Father God.”
I say that example in Jest, but I seriously like to keep my communication with the Lord to myself. So, I bowed my head and quietly Prayed.
After Breakfast, Lou and Manuel had to get to work.
Lou and I hugged, and Manuel even came over and hugged me.
And I whispered, “God Bless You, Manuel. God Bless You,” and they headed to work.
And it was an excellent start to my day.
That’s all for now.
Love you,
–Lynn
