We visited our 9th church today. We liked the 8th one very much but it is an hour drive. Today’s church was planted by the 8th church so we went with high hopes…
Since the church was near the Plaza (the country’s first outdoor mall), I decided that we should take in the scenery. Well, my wife had to use the restroom.
We went to Starbucks…there was a line.
I then suggested going across the street to The Cheesecake Factory. I knew that they had a nice, clean restroom.
When we got there, I told her that I would just wait outside.
“You mean you brought me here just to use the bathroom?”
I just looked at her. I was watching my innocent plan to bless her was blowing up in my face!
“You’re serious?”
It is amazing how fast a man can shrink.
“You said you had to go to the bathroom and I know that they have nice ones.”
“You brought me to the Cheesecake Factory and we are not going to eat?”
Her disbelief that I intended to defraud her, that I intended to stir up this desire that I had no intention of fulfilling was overwhelming. I realized that I needed to go inside the restaurant before she completely eviscerated me.
As usual, the food was great…until I got the bill.
It suddenly dropped down to the “O.K.” level.
Now I remember why we stopped going there on our date nights.
