Jones, a wealthy financier, had on many
occasion in the good old days — when trains were flourishing and coaches were
the last word in technological luxury — crossed the continent by Pullman. He was well known and well served and was
accustomed to every convenience, particularly when dining. Imagine his
exasperation, then, when it turned out that the chef did not have tutti-frutti
ice cream.
“No tutti-frutti?” he
shouted. “I always have
tutti-frutti.”
“I’m sorry, sir,” said the
waiter, soothingly. “We have
chocolate, vanilla, strawberry, black walnut, cherry, mocha almond –”
“I want tutti-frutti,” cried
Jones, banging the table and turning red.
“I have always had tutti-frutti and I won’t have anything
else.”
For miles he muttered, scowled, growled,
and snarled at everyone, so that every train employee on board had visions of
angry reprisals. Finally, the train
stopped at a station; a word to the conductor kept it there while the crew
scoured the town for tutti-frutti ice cream.
A whole pint of the dessert was found and
all of it was presented to Jones, with huge gobs of cherry sauce on it,
together with a sliced banana and a swirl of whipped cream.
“Here is your tutti-frutti ice cream,
Mr. Jones,” said the quaking waiter.
Jones looked at it with a scowl, then with
a sudden swipe of his arm hurled it to the floor, shouting, “I’d rather
have my grievance!”
As embarrassing as it is to admit it, I
have been in that same situation. There are times when I have been most content
to be discontent and have received great enjoyment from being unhappy. And pity the person who tried to appease me
and deprive me of the “pity party” I was throwing myself! Have you been there as well?
“Rejoice in the Lord always. Again I will say, rejoice!” (Philippians 4:4)
May you find joy this day in a God who
richly supplies all your needs!
Have a great day!
Alan Smith
