Not So Perfect Mom

NOT SO PERFECT MOM

Yesterday was Sunday. I taught my morning classes without a hitch. I got everyone up to get ready for church….without a hitch.

I dropped off my husband for his security assignment at church. I decided I would grab an iced coffee at Starbucks. The drive through was packed, so we headed inside. I ordered my coffee. The guy that took my order was a manager, I think. He was trying to tell two other employees what to do while taking my order.

And so I waited for my coffee. The person who ordered after me got his order before me……no big deal.

The next person after me got their order……..I am agitated a bit.

The next person and three people in the drive through get their coffee……not I was frustrated.

My emotions kicked in, which is not a good thing in my case. I went to ask about my order, and no one knew about it. One of the baristas offered to make me a coffee quickly.

And I let my “hissy fit three year old self” take over. I was running late for church (I volunteer as a small group leader. I like to be there a little early.)

I wanted to make sure I paid for it, but the guys at the register told me I ordered a hot coffee. (I do iced coffee even in freezing temperatures.)

I walked out, stomping like a child.

A lady followed me out with my iced coffee. She was a customer. She told me to take it since they were going to have to throw it out anyway. I apologized to the sweet lady and to the boys.

I had thoroughly embarrassed myself. I even had a shirt on that said “Ya’ll Need Jesus”. I was the one needing Jesus!

To put icing on the cake, I drive up to church……and the lady who brought my coffee out, is walking into church the same time I was.

Again, I apologized and introduced myself. I had no excuse. I had messed up. Our church has this motto: “No Perfect People Allowed”. Boy, did I live that during those few minutes!

All morning I dwelled on it….embarrassed and frustrated at myself. When I told my husband how I felt, he gave me some wisdom. I had apologized to the people who were affected by my rampage. I will apologize next time I am at the Starbucks. But, I needed to move on. Pick myself up out of the ick I was wallowing in…..and move on.

So I will wake up, and move on. I will keep moving towards God’s purpose for my life.

And I know that I will always fit in at my church……..since no perfect people are allowed.